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Dec. 13, 2018 Word Of The Day: perennials (adjective) : present at all seasons of the year  More →
Poems, The Jaguar Renassaince

The Tide (Pull)

Calm as the water deep that drives
The blue eyes that I’ve encountered
Run as the wind the blows
The wild roar of the jungle lion
Love as the heart beats fast
The two friends have come at last
Dull as the slug that slims
The rhythm it will find
Hard is the tide in a storm
The hurricane will move on
Months as the years pass by
The lies that you have told me
Peace as the love within
The hurt will end and bend
With a turn of the heart and
Forgiveness abide
I will go with you by and by
Through the tide


-Gianni Morsell