Laughter Fragile as a dream
Its temporary song be heard
As passers-by sing with the wind
The sorrow of the bird
Games may trace this summers edge
Be tainted by the fall
While the sea birds sing their waltzing song
And dance upon the wall
For how the sand turns with the tide
Forgotten by the seas
Rolling o're lambent waves
Sorrowful yet at ease
These tides may pull our heart strings tight
And tease at bibelot dreams
But in my soul our dream still sings
For your love gave me wings
Upon the shore his heart did lie
And buried on the land
Still to this day his song sings true
The melody of the sand
Inspired by the song Watercolours by English folk band Salt Water Thief specifically the chorus "Because i'm made of watercoulors and I will die, it a brush in my hand you in my mind"
the poem (to me) explores the life of a sailor who leaves his true love on the shore while he goes out to sea, she keeps up her hopes that he will return and they will live their dreams together, but sadly the story takes a turn for the worst and his life is taken by the sea leaving his childhood sweetheart alone.
I wanted to expore rhyming patturns in this poem and although I didn't stick to a strict pattern, I enjoyed the challenge of the rhyme.
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