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Sea Foam
By Dei
I only wanted to be everything.
I only wanted to be reaching waves,
Sea foam frothing ‘round your ankles.
I wanted simply to be sand softly scrunching.
While you stood staring upwards searching for something,
Something more majestic and ethereal than the ways I failed to be beautiful.
I thought I could be everything
And I day dreamed the way children do.
Vivid and rich, I sought to be your moonlit beaches
In the ways girls dream of being mothers and boys tug pigtails.
But I find instead I wear muddy toes and wander through tree painted mountains.
I am rooted into moss and dead maple leaves.
I am clutching desperately to rocky soil reaching naked
Pale limbs thrusting upwards towards your silent whiskey glass wishes.
I am standing battle worn and staring downwards searching for something,
Something more than shattered shallow heartache and the ways you failed
to find me beautiful.
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Copyright 2013 Nefarious
Published on Tuesday, March 19, 2013.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
Part 2 of the Sea-riesComments on "Sea Foam"
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On Friday, September 6, 2013, the Id
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wrote:
It's interesting, the way you write as if to someone specific but in ways that make others feel as though it could be for them. Even though some of these images are presented as almost memories, by the end i was almost convinced they were my own.
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A former member wrote:
right from the beginning to the end..it kept me completely occupied..i loved the theme..n the way you described it..u now have a new fan..thanks for sharing
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A former member wrote:
The last sentence is a fist in the side with teeth~to~dust and glass ribs. May these waves find sand where whiskey is replaced by the clear of their own design. There are shores more suited, who see through the seasalt~foam into the core. No matter.
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On Thursday, March 21, 2013, BetaWolfinVA
(795) wrote:
ohh wow... "and the ways you failed to find me beautiful" that line touched me deeply, goood ending to... fuck it, nothing i can say will do it justice...
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On Tuesday, March 19, 2013, Star
(920) wrote:
made me think of my own future, and my one dreams along the way, will i ever get there? will i ever been happy doing it? will i be miserable? i would never know, until it happens, but yes this is breathtakingly beautiful, miss natelle. this deserves a 10/10 from me, thanks :)
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