22 July 2007

My Rock

Getting up early
in the morning


is my rock

upon which

the waves of self concern

play themselves out

Crashing, Bashing

Sucking, Pulling

Swirling and Whirling

Twisting and Turning

Foaming, Spraying

Somewhere in their deep dark

depths emotions dwell

their menace covered by the

surface noise

[05 Aug 06]

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