Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Mikaela Castledine #293 The sea doesn't know stillness

The sea doesn't know stillness
has never met its like
in its heart it wrestles always
with some endless yearning 
and in that longing
scrubs raw the rocks
and angry slurries down the softer parts
so things seaish have a shine
grit polished
and abraided by the restless rub
as they wait their turn for spit and pitching
onto some reachless shore before
the longed for stillness comes
and they are unspun


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