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Liz Padalino Sep 2011
mind wanders, detached
flotsam trapped in future's seiche
waves crash unnoticed
Carlo C Gomez May 2020
Under the bow
of a failing nebula
floats a time capsule
full of unused bandwidth
and disappearing summers

Swimming-pool eyes
they're in remission
discovering Columbus
on the starboard side
of this standard suburban saltbox

Fragility and risk is this
cosmic companionship
rowing to latitude
through dark matter
seiche or refracted

The oncoming tide
will mean a migration of steep passages
"though shiny, sculpted pebbles
spoke of frequent waves
the sea was docile that day"
Inspired by the poem "in love with to the north sea (swinburne)" by fellow HP writer, beth fwoah dream stclair.
Hannah Gold May 2017
As the wave of worries crept beyond the cracks of the ocean floor.
Water levels rise and I call out for you. Help... please... help! But you told me: Swim on your own you don't need me!
   As your words escaped the sea salt strangle me. Gasping- for -air... searching for you! Yet alone I reside in Poseidon's palace, surrounded by trees that once stood tall.
   In the distance I see a home, our home, broken brick-by-brick.  As the roof slowly caved in bit-by-bit. Misplaced memories scattered throughout... flashbacks from our happy home now engulfed by the seiche of the Salish sea!
   Thoughts of thorough talks between you-and-I...  you told me:            
I'll always be by your side! Yet I'm still alone drowning in water that no longer surrounds me.  Fatigued from your flares of fallacy!
   Drained-drowned-crippled-crushed!
Mother... Father, where did you go?

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