Image via Magpie Tales i won't be leaving here with you nor will you be staying with me for any longer than you see fit that is just the way of it it is the silent refrain of my being i won't be leaving here with you but i will stay, until my time is done as your ceremonial chosen one no, this won't be my last tour though it is the first time i won't be leaving here with you shh, now, darling. this is what i do i see it in your eyes, our time's drawing to a close. please don't mind the tears they come, they go, it's true... i won't be leaving here with you Rene ~ December 8, 2012
Ah-I might be among those lingering just to catch a couple of more minutes! Lovely write Rene!
ReplyDeleteSand art ultimatum - neat...
ReplyDeleteOne never ever truly wants to leave the sea!
ReplyDeleteI feel that feet dragging trying to gather the last glimpse in the lens.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyable writing
"stuck between rocks and sand art ultimatums" is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and poignant.
ReplyDeleteTakes a lot of imagination to see that sunset-farewell...
ReplyDeleteNice!
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Sand art ultimatums... delicious!
ReplyDeleteLove and Light, S
lovely magpie!!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully crafted ~ Magpie I am sure is proud of your poem ~ Eddie . . . :)
ReplyDeleteThat last stanza is glorious Rene!!
ReplyDeleteSand art ultimatums...oh yeah...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and evocative x Indigo
ReplyDeleteSo good, Rene!!
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