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The Dock

August 20, 2018
By AlexLev1 BRONZE, New York, New York
AlexLev1 BRONZE, New York, New York
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Mismatched

Wooden planks

Stretch

Far along the sound


Moonlight

Gleams off of

The water

Not another

Soul

Around


Splinters

Poke

From underneath

Nothing

Silence can’t

Repair


I sit here

Reflecting

As a

Breeze

Disrupts

My hair


Boats sway

Tied up

Tight

On hefty

Wooden

Blocks

Through the

Night


Moonlight

Now blocked

By your

Shadow

Disappears

 

Rain

Drops

And

Time

Stops


All

My

Fears

Have washed

Away


The author's comments:

I think that this poem will evoke a sense of peace for readers because of the calming sensory words used throughout. It was written about a life-changing experience that made me put into perspective what was important to me. 


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