Horses in the waves

We stand and watch 

 They fly toward us 

five weight horses

Doves covered in water

They foam at the mouth

They search for a home

In the ocean

We watch

Their eyes are fire

Burning fury

They stand and watch

Regal, the waves

The ocean

And they have found it here

With us 
 

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    bloom

    on my bedroom dresser,
    demise blooms from cracked petals and dried stems,
    rubbing against a dusty glass vase. 

    each flower once flourishing and loved--
    only to be hung upside down,
    and left to die in a dank closet. 
  • Poetry

    By Anonymous

    turn my swag on

    Live, Laugh, Love.
    The beautiful flowers of earth sprout from the seeded soil,
    The trees blow back and fourth with the rythem of the wind,
    the ocean swells into giant pool along the rock cliffs of life,