[Soaring Feather]

Midnight Blue

Click the Rose

*What do I have?

i was adrift
on your sea
i remember you
wanting to glide the surf
like a seagull
lost in the details of involvement
while I was looking
for your anchorage
ignoring on lookers
in their casual walk
all to familiar with the
residue of an audience
and of tides withdrawn
in secret coves
with sweet grass
forming a perfect blind
*What do I have?

feather ©
12/22/02

[Colonel_Flagg]

Ah, the sea!
So wonderfully blue
So deep, and mysterious
And even ... wet
Your eyes match the shade
Of deepest midnight blue
And as they meet mine
The waves, the swells rise
As your emotions
Pound at me like the surf
Pulling me slowly, slowly
Toward you, as an undertow
A secret cove
sweet grass
You are right
The blind is perfect
And there is no better place
To explore the rising tide