July 19

July 18, 2015

by C

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anxiety / art / creative / creative writing / ocean / poem / poetry / writing

Another night like
drowning–

sometimes
a tide comes up

further than
expected

and lacking air
a body

cannot perform
voluntary efforts

to seek
attention–

I sink into
a drink

knowing day
will rise again

from this
watery dark–

less phoenix,
more albatross,

but, any
port in storm–

6 Comments

Dharmesh says
- July 19, 2015
less phoneix
more albatross
… wonderful how you did that!

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- C says
  - July 20, 2015
  thanks!
  
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pant93 says
- July 19, 2015
Can i say something to you for this poem

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vulcane28 says
- July 20, 2015
“I sink into a drink knowing day will rise again from this watery dark”. I love that part.

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- C says
  - July 20, 2015
  Thanks!
  
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  - vulcane28 says
    
    July 20, 2015
    You should check out my blog, you may like it.
    
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