Poem 6 in the ProCrasstheNation Poemvember Poetry Project, was inspired by a beach bum I met in writing group last year. Waves are everywhere. Thank you, Michelle A for pointing me in the direction of the natural rhythm…
Waves are falling into me,
with which I can’t compete.
Waves are pouring over me,
whilst walking down the street.
Waves are passing through me,
when I sit amongst the thieves.
Waves ebbing earth’s eternity,
weathering earned defeats.
Waves drowning me in sorrow,
Waves receding ’til tomorrow,
Waves keeping a heart’s rhythm,
wresting life, from the great void.
Waves googling algorithms,
Waves waver worthwhile wonders,
winding, writhing, wild wind.
Waves wreaking wrathful whispers,
wrestling winsome words within.
23 years old girl travelling solo on a motorcycle.
Not just live and let live, but live and help live
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Twisted tales of times true