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

120. Storming Surf

Frances Hennessey

winter-ocean-stormOn cold, wind-swept strands,
I walked, lashed by storming surf,
To reconsider our gale-ravaged
Love lost to foam-streaked seas.

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