...waves...

gathers some from the shore
and beneath my feet
taking it back rolling
then rumbling back to the shore 
shattering pearls on sand 
breaking that fine blue pipe 
scaring the crows away
with that roaring sound
which diminishes to tangy
salty spray awakening me 
through a heavenly pull, 
call my soul to eternity
of the deep blue cavity
when again it gathers
from beneath my  feet 
taking bits and scraps of me
to the castle of sea horses
leaving me feeling possessed
by a phantom of a mermaid



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