“By the sea, beneath the yellow and sagging moon…” Walt Whitman
A single girl stood contemplating her life while the ocean beneath her crashed at her feet.
The wind through her hair was like the myriad of thoughts wafting through her mind.
The smell of the salt air was calming; she had missed the smell of home.
The subtle chill of the night air was a harsh reminder of the unknown.
Would sunrise bring enlightenment or more moonlight alone?









this is so beautiful. and sad.
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Thank you!
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I liked this poem, I actually took hope from it rather than sadness. Sometimes the unknown is exciting, and not so scary as you think
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Hi Sarah!
Yes, indeed I have been trying to embrace the unknown!
But, I still get nauseous in the process!
Thank you for your kind words!
And, please stop back!
J.
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This poem makes me miss home and the ocean. It's been far too long since I've been there.
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Date Girl!
How are you?
I am longing for the ocean, too -- especially for its embracing warmth.
Talk soon_
J.
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This poem sort of resembles my life at the moment.
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