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I'm bored
You are giving all you got
The moves
The tricks

I'm looking for things
That I can count
Some lines
Some dots

You turn around
Now I'm on top
I need to fake some effort

I'm bored
I'm out
"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"

"Look at the beautiful towers"
"I wonder if a princess lives there"
"I'll bet she is kind, they're so hard to find,
With beautiful long flowing hair"

My daughter loved to go to the beach
She loved the sandcastles the best
But she didn't know her heart was too slow
And soon they would open her chest

It's funny sometimes how time can fly
It only seems like yesterday
There was a major complication with her operation
And my daughter has passed away

I still go to the beach from time to time
To see the sandcastles on display
I still close my eyes and part of me dies
Each time I hear her say

"Daddy look at all the sandcastles"
"Aren't they all so grand?"
"Who could have known a king and his throne,
Could simply be made out of sand"
You were my best friend.
When no one else was there.
You always listened to all my problems.
You never left me sad.
You always trusted me, even on my bad days.
You spent your life revolving around me.
I miss you so much.
You were truly Man's best friend.
I'm sorry I wasn't there at the end.
I pray you rest in peace.
I heat my body to bubbles
and maybe that's why I fly away
and why I snap
and why after I feel broken
all I need was to stay safe
in the confines of my mind
I'm out there in the ocean
And I'm  sailing on the blue
I'm not really worried
Where I'm heading too.
The storms can be very fierce
And the waves they can rise high
I'm not all that bothered
And I'll tell you the reason why.
Because I'm out there in the ocean
And I'm  sailing on the blue
It's really so amazing
What the imagination it can do.
I have a fascination with the ocean and tiny islands
This poem is my imaginary boat across the sea
In reality I have a fear of the sea I'm happier on land..
You purport that you
are always right
with verbiage, loud
designed to confuse
fomenting exasperation
with this constant fight
and sisyphean failure
to change your views.
merriam- webster word of the day for BLT's challenge.
 Sep 2020 Vashisht O'Valerie
will
everyone in sync
lining up together
words and actions
that flow just right

out of the loop
unable to connect
like some secret
I couldn't find

how do they connect
like wires to computer
making memories together
I feel disconnected
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