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Poseidon’s Strangled Currents

I stood along this vast Golden shore
Gritty sand clinging fast to my bare feet
And watched as the grey was set ablaze
By Ra’s tired ole head.

In my hands, a tattered parchment
And a bottle. In my heart, a galaxy.

I scrawled your name and a few bits
Of love on the browned paper, previous
Ink had faded into a hazy mist along
Its shabby edges

My love, made real, by penmanship
Most weak; yet love made strong
By words most dear

Corked and sealed my devotion was
Cast out upon these early morning waters
And left to set sail in Poseidon’s strangled
Currents; I left for home with hope in heart

Knowing full well my defiant note may find you.
You, living no where near the Sea.

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4 thoughts on “Poseidon’s Strangled Currents

  1. I love that you used the word “penmanship”
    who freaking uses that word? thats fabulous.
    AND I love this
    “Knowing full well my defiant note may find you.
    You, living no where near the Sea. ”
    I dont even know what to say…
    these two sentences are packed.

  2. I keep reading the lines and trying to tease out the impossibility of it and yet the hope.
    that doesnt even beginning to scratch the surface.
    cant adequately verbalize.
    done trying.
    going to poke around more…

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