Down by the sea...
I lost my care-full
soul...
where?
there,
down by the sea...
She cast a smiling
glance...
where?
there,
looking back at me...
I'm sure
I left my soul...
where?
there,
down by the sea...
I stooped to pick
it up...
where?
there,
down by the sea...
I watched as
she walked away...
where?
there,
into the waiting sea...
I let it slip like
sand...
where?
between care-less
thoughts and fingers,
into a waiting sea...
Words and foto by T Carroll
Laura Taylor
Mon 28th Nov 2011 10:47
I like this Tommy - agree with the others on the use of repetition. Black ending there with her going into the sea - good, that.