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Quiet serenity echoes the night

Three in the morning

And all is well

In The Poets Harbor



Words flow while I dream of a distant ship named Love

Stars dance in the sky

Lonely hearts cry

Sea winds blow, as I know, the sound that I hear

Is of the waves crashing love on the rocks

Same as loves before both written and lived

To the ocean, I’ll add my own salted tear



The words flow easily, while I notice the lighthouse

The foghorn calls out for lost souls or ships

It’s lips kissing the fog with a lonely sound

It’s light rotating round and round

While I, stay safe and sound and write it down

Here, In my poets harbor



As I guide my ship,

Into the waterfront of The Poets Harbor

I check my mind at the door

For my heart and soul

Are all that’s needed for this vessel to sail

As the ink on the paper begins to flail

This poets soul pours out an emotional ride

Screams words at the moon while ebbs the tide

Nestled am I, herein my… poets harbor



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