A poem is like the ocean tides...
rushing into my mind
with the force of a 50-foot wave
that crashes through all other thoughts
with impunity.
A poem is like a calm pool...
ideas and emotions
raised from the depths of intimacy,
floating free to the surface.
A poem is like waves on a sandy beach....
interconnected words that swirl and twirl,
rise and fall with the seasons of the moon,
and collect in shallow depressions of the soul.
DLD/19JUL07
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