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Words float
in and out
like ocean waves.
In that
welcoming place
my mind rambles;
perfect words,
perfectly fitting.
My body struggles.
Get up, get up!
Too late.
Victoriously
it has a stronghold
and my words
are lost forever -
washed away
in a sea
of dreams.
Copyright © 2009 Norma Martiri
Form: Free Verse
Very nicely written!
Thanks for taking the time to read my poetry
I must say I love your blog it’s homely
Thanks, just like me
I can really relate to this one! Great write!