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sea maids musical threads form in the air

a veil is pulled over my eyes

ever so slightly

going blind

the fog of my memory

condenses every smell

sand beneath my feet

a million voices scream out

through the crashing waves

now it is calm

silence

water like glass with one touch forever ruined

so many different colors

it has its own rainbow

a life force is here

haunted by ghostly images

never resting

always coming in and out

washing away the impurity

that our minds cannot seem to cleanse

angels linger here

such a beautiful inhumane place

is not worthy of our world

yet is has its own evil

mysteries we will never know

so many un-counted deaths

lost souls cry out on open shores

its beauty lures us

believing that for one moment their is peace




Author's Notes/Comments: 

umm... I wrote this beacuase, well I'll just come out and say it, I'm obssesed with the ocean. And I thought it was time I wrote a poem about it. It's not one of those imagery ones, but sort of mystery like, just like the ocean itself.

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©8 December 2004 - 12:55am — Blackbird8916
8 August 2005 - 4:29am — poetvg
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one of my
favorites to read

14 June 2005 - 5:37am — poetvg
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i love this poem

9 December 2004 - 5:20pm — vipervenomnu
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It's almost as if you are trying to draw a parellel between the ocean and something else in your life. At first I thought that it was perhaps your mind but now I think that maybe it's a person. Or maybe I'm just imagining things. I'll have to read it a few more times.