Rocky Mood
Rocky Mood
Trying to pinpoint
that seagull
wavering in the
breezy clouded sky.
The cymball alike
clacking from
horsesteps passes
on to ears in
a watery mood.
The waves
wash your brain
with thoughts in
soothing depression.
Tears cry
memories
for relief.
Your a rock
that is able
to steadily
contemplate
the waves of life. Madrason 12 03 '94
poem by Madrason writer
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