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Jan 2012
beauty wept among the loathsome swells
a bitter squall that lashed and so then unforgave
all good of days now gone and lost and buried
in her remembrances of cities beneath the waves;

from clouds of brilliant light against the blue,
and hope and love for time still then ahead;
in thoughts that had no life and yet still knew
that now, though still alive, were mainly dead;

i watched from high above and circled wide,
forbade her tears from strengthening the waves;
i sang of sun beyond the rim, and turning tide,
and of the hope and brighter light her new life gave.

the ocean wore the stone away at last
but not before her life became their past.
15 April 2011
For my wife, who was going through some tough times.
Tenor Kemp
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Tenor Kemp  42/M/Australia
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