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Topic: Alone to the Shore
Jez Joined Wed 03/16/11 Posts: 179	Mon 05/20/13 01:03 AM
Her clothes on the floor He lightly treads over, Turns to the door Moves the chair over. She sleeps, doesn't snore, The handle turns over, The clock chimes half past four, And the hard part is over. Hallway, stairs, the front door, He looks the street over. Pale cool dawn, shivers more, Feet step over and over. On his own, as before, As forever, alone, over. Alone to the shore, Where the waves wash and the stones roll over.

goldenhinde Joined Wed 12/12/12 Posts: 631	Mon 05/20/13 12:01 PM
what I wrote on the beach is gone. I should have written it in stones.

teasingbrunette Joined Tue 05/26/09 Posts: 5449	Tue 05/21/13 06:17 PM
'like'

mig25 Joined Sun 08/10/08 Posts: 1539	Wed 05/22/13 01:27 AM
Her clothes on the floor He lightly treads over, Turns to the door Moves the chair over. She sleeps, doesn't snore, The handle turns over, The clock chimes half past four, And the hard part is over. Hallway, stairs, the front door, He looks the street over. Pale cool dawn, shivers more, Feet step over and over. On his own, as before, As forever, alone, over. Alone to the shore, Where the waves wash and the stones roll over. Nice

Unknow Joined Sat 07/10/21 Posts: 54502	Mon 04/25/22 01:25 AM
Her clothes on the floor He lightly treads over, Turns to the door Moves the chair over. She sleeps, doesn't snore, The handle turns over, The clock chimes half past four, And the hard part is over. Hallway, stairs, the front door, He looks the street over. Pale cool dawn, shivers more, Feet step over and over. On his own, as before, As forever, alone, over. Alone to the shore, Where the waves wash and the stones roll over. NICE

JulieABush Joined Thu 01/26/17 Posts: 3609	Mon 04/25/22 03:01 AM
Nice poem .

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