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The Beckoning Sea

George Manos
Category: Poesy

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The Beckoning Sea

The ghostly  sails of the ships 

Steer the vessel serenely on

In the twilight that to the morning slips

To the shore of the beckoning dawn.

Its salty arms reaching the salty crests

To pull it in where it finally rests.

And the vessel embraces its home

To end its star-driven journey 

No more watery passages roam

But the sand where its salty wake free. 

Until the sea, again, enticingly beckons 

And the shore's sandy arms lets the vessel go

For with the freedom of the sea still reckon

There is much more mystery to know. 


This article was published on:
Friday, November 20, 2020


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