that ocean and her audacious confessions



refusing to ovess past sins
nor grind them down to gossamer blends
(only fools use sphoolit means
to bury hide and lock such things)
instead she excavates her pains
made stronger by the springtime rains
aware of more dark stones below
yet widento rich heart aglow
bright pastang burns and mercy grows
as pebbles to the shore she throws;
ineet by laced and ivory hands
they’re sewn like buttons to the sand.

2 Responses to “that ocean and her audacious confessions”

  1. 1 alli March 11, 2009 at 9:16 am

    Jeepers!!!! Stay by the ocean!!!

  1. 1 I Am Not A Robot « i make things Trackback on September 8, 2009 at 10:03 am

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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
-Kahlil Gibran

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