Treasure Island

Robin Bennett

(December 25th / New Orleans, La USA)

Captive Rage


Standing alone on her
beige sandy shores-
the Gulf of Mexico
pounds and stings my bare feet
at one with her inner tempo
as blue waters lick at lady grey.

Staring at the emptiness of it all-
Still feeling the power she yields
Waves cap and break
Hooked on the sound
of her eerie calm.

This vixen teases on a whim-
She flirts with the sun
granting her glow
Sounds of seagulls
play in harmony
captive in the music
of the sea

Seduced by her rhythm-
standing in awe of the calming rage
when eternity arrives
she will still continue alone to
ebb and flow.

Submitted: Sunday, July 22, 2012
Edited: Monday, July 23, 2012

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  • Smoky Hoss (7/24/2012 1:34:00 PM)

    Ah this is beautiful; it takes me back 28 years ago, when we lived in Biloxi, MS.
    Thank you for the wonderful memory. (Report) Reply

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