Wandering Spirits Poem by Tom Higgins

Wandering Spirits

Rating: 5.0


The sun is shining brilliantly today,
the eternal sky is the bluest of blue,
the wind is blowing the clouds away,
the aerial vista changing every second or two.

The sea reflects the sky's vented forces,
in azure blue and turquoise glory,
it's surface a herd of ruffled white horses,
the repetition of an ancient story.

The melding together of the seas and skies,
over countless millennia constantly recurring,
offering new sights to billions of different eyes,
and great yearnings in the hearts of men stirring.

Thus, have many been drawn to sail the oceans,
to seek what may lie on the other side.
Yes, mighty is the power of such emotions,
and from them, there is nowhere for us to hide.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Richard D. Remler 13 April 2012

This is quite good. The meter and flow are excellent, and the rhyme is flawless. An exceptional write I can easily relate to. Tried giving it 10* but not so sure the site accepted it. Regards.

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