Oceanic-Visions

"On Hebridean isles, I dreamt of sunny mornings bright and cool, sea breeze upon my face..." from "Willow, Island Mist."
Micropoetry Poetry Collections

146. Flowing Tides

Frances Hennessey

Trawler Blue OceanIf we love each other,
By our efforts combined,
We will survive,
Life’s demands on
Blue flowing tides,
More separation
Than arms entwined.

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