Of the Tides

Posted: July 30, 2017 in free verse, poem, poet, poetry, the mind, writing
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My head turns to thoughts of the Moon
The Full, the Crescent, the New
I think of the Moon’s oblong Tide that rolls across our planet
Not stopping at the ocean’s edge but continuing across plains, mountains and Man.
Tugging on water, granite and skull as it makes its way around Earth captured paths.
Raising and lowering
Stretching and shrinking
Day in and day out
Performing a constant celestial massage on all things of this world.
Forming and changing shores, mountains and minds.
Bringing spring tides or slack waters

DSS

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Comments
  1. OH! such a vivid, thought-provoking, beautiful poem, DSS!
    Sometimes I have my head in the clouds, but more often it’s on the moon! I love the moon! I love to think about the moon! I love to spend time with the moon! I love to look at the moon!
    BTW: One of my nicknames (given to me eons ago) is “Moonbeam”.
    HUGS!!! 🙂
    PS…How are you doing?
    I was WP AWOL, but I am back now!

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  2. It’s amazing the impact the moon has on us !

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