Waves, Calling On One Asleep Poem by james watkin
Waves, Calling On One Asleep
Peace has depths, like the ocean.
Sleep, its own currents
Over more marvels, a sea-bed's
Which more smoothly bear
That repose of hair.
From at a petrel distance
Incessant plead they
Boy's return. Unwearied who
Plunged into their play;
Beneath glad sunray.
san remo vic.
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: beach
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