Fugitive Fragments Pieces One, Two, and Three


Far away from your ancient moor,
I feel your thoughts call for my soul
and transport me to Eden's door!
Can musings like yours divinely toll,
beguiling me onto your shore
like the gods who read from a scroll?...


Splashing, thrashing, wildly bashing
rages the rolling sea
like half-tortured Poseidon drowned
in waves of misery!

In tempestuous, dark dead of night,
a vessel from afar
plows through by dim, faint, speckled glow
of north's Polaris Star.


Like the tide, sorrows come and go;
but, in the end, they fade and mend.
Since love died, the tears surge and flow:
but, as a trend, they now transcend.

Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-04-10 at 10:28

Tags Eden  Polaris  Love 

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Yes NN, I like this very much indeed, understated yet beautifully angst ridden.
I can't helping liking a little bit of angst now and then.
Thank you.