Treasure Island

Sandra Feldman


Drifting


And the pain,
Of the rain,
That in vain,
Floods my heart,
And the tears of the Past,
Guide my ship and my mast,
And the mystery Train,
That has come here at last,
It will take me away,
To the Sea of my past,
Where the Seagulls display,
Their eternal ballet,
As they screamingly say,
Love and dreams do not last.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, March 27, 2013

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  • Lyn Pendleton (3/27/2013 7:06:00 AM)

    Hi Sandra, it has some beautiful lines, beaches crowded
    with seagulls can be horribly lonely places. The last few
    lines capture that well. Lyn (Report) Reply

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