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Along The Windy Shore
I remember you
and your lit-up smile
under the salty boardwalk.
You were seventeen
with your tousled hair
along the windy shore.
Such a time we had
'neath the summer sun
under the salty boardwalk.
With our hands entwined
we would race the waves
along the windy shore.
We never made promises
we couldn't keep.
No promises were broken.
So in the silver moonlight
there on the beach,
few words were ever spoken.
I remember soon
summer days grew short
under the salty boardwalk.
I was seventeen
when we said goodbye
along the windy shore.
Do you remember me
with my deep brown eyes
under the salty boardwalk?
Part of me remains
racing with the waves
along the windy shore.
I'm there along the shore.
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Structured: Western
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words:
So long ago, I'm wondering if it ever really happened...
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I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.
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Rula
Mon, 2024-09-16 03:23
Dear Lavender
This sounds like someone fell in real love and would not sacrifice it, no matter what.
I remember at the age of seventeen when everything looked and coloured in pink, and tasted so sweet.
I, like you would wonder if this didn't happen though because it reads so real.
Very much enjoyed reading your poetry and this is so exquisite dear Lavender.
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Lavender
Tue, 2024-09-17 08:45
Hello, Rula,
It seems many of us have a memory similar to this from our young, naive lives.
Thank you for reading!
Lx
author commentWords Ablaze
Mon, 2024-09-16 08:31
Ah young love, is there
Ah young love, is there anything more heart warming? Part of me remains somewhere too... Not a salty shore but a place in time more sweet than it was bitter. I really liked this. Too real, too personal to be just fiction or imagined. I liked most the last line... "I'm there along the shore"
Like you are still waiting, still hoping... Dickson was right... Fierce must be the storm that could abash that little bird!
Lavender
Tue, 2024-09-17 08:56
Yes!
Young love, and sweet memories indeed! Lovely reference to Dickinson. So true.
Thank you!
L
author commentWords Ablaze
Mon, 2024-09-16 08:31
Ah young love, is there
Ah young love, is there anything more heart warming? Part of me remains somewhere too... Not a salty shore but a place in time more sweet than it was bitter. I really liked this. Too real, too personal to be just fiction or imagined. I liked most the last line... "I'm there along the shore"
Like you are still waiting, still hoping... Dickson was right... Fierce must be the storm that could abash that little bird!
Candlewitch
Tue, 2024-09-17 16:30
Dear Lavender,
I felt every word of this, and looked back at the trail behind me...
*hugs, Cat
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