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Sep 2012
******* THE LIFE

Sitting awhile
Quietly
Peacefully
The sea rippling
The waves so calm
But beneath there is a rippling
Flowing heaving
Curling
Riptide
Swirling
Pulling
******* everything in its path
Way down deep
Deep
In the depths
Of the oceans bed
Wherever it goes
It flows beneath
A rotten stagnant
Lifeless woes
Where nothing can be real
But life is real
It tosses and turns
Churns
Our lives
Upside down
Like a riptide
Way deep inside
The fear
The anguish
The panic
The pain
A love tossed aside
Way deep inside
Whilst I sit here I am letting it go
Flow, flow
With the riptide
But this riptide I am in control

© Teresa Joseph Franklin
4th September 2012
All Rights Reserved
HELEN MOULE
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HELEN MOULE  Dorset
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