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Your ocean knows only tsunamis:
first the calm,
then the destruction,
leaving chaos in its wake.

Though you insist this time it’s different,
I’ve seen this exposed bare mud before;
a brief interlude of calm,
followed by the wave that would drown me.

And so my heart seeks higher ground,
longing all the while
for a peaceful tide
that would lap at my toes
and gently give lie to the debris
of all those shipwrecks.

But your ocean knows only tsunamis.

This is a Three Word Wednesday post.


Jae Rose said...

What a concept..the heart must be followed to higher grounds..although it maybe be sad knowing that the tide may need to change..

December 4, 2013 at 11:31 AM
humbird said...

Ah, how clever and reasonable...from our girl's side...

December 4, 2013 at 12:02 PM
Sheilagh Lee said...

nobody needs tsunamis best to take higher ground.

December 4, 2013 at 2:37 PM
Alice Audrey said...

Those quiet, muddy warnings tend to precede some of the most deadly waves. Better run.

December 4, 2013 at 3:45 PM
Laurie Kolp said...

Hoping for some calm after the storm...

December 4, 2013 at 5:03 PM
Old Egg said...

Love can be like that. Partly our fault as we choose to live where or with high risk. Sometimes we can't tell as the delight of paddling in summer is offset by the struggle in winters raging storms.

December 4, 2013 at 5:32 PM
Susan Helene Gottfried said...


Woman, this is my life. Still. Again. I'm not sure which. Probably both.

December 5, 2013 at 11:19 AM

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