Poem 9 | Teen Ink

Poem 9

August 25, 2014
By Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
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The endless, rhythmic beats

of waves upon the

delicate shore

aggressively rip the sand from the earth

and drag it out to

the cold blue bottom of the sea

where thoughts of you lie

never to be seen by the

men sailing just upon the silver lining

of my heart


The author's comments:
I simply write in an attempt to communicate with others and to relieve the burdens life throws at us all. Most of my work is a healing process that I hope others can connect with. I have a strong dislike for titling my work, because the title belongs to the person reading the poem. It's not something I, as the author, feel I have a right to invent. Therefore, I number my poems.

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