Ebb

She rises and flows
With the the force that is needed
Hopefully knows when to ebb.
Many try to stimulate her fingers and toes
Many remain peripheral
They come and they go with hasty ideals
She has no real use for.
She doesn't fall for them
She knows who she must rise to
And who to leave behind.

She rises to some beauty
She flows along some rivers
She turns away from negative
She knows how to use her mind.

She will not be someones ebb.



Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-10-12 at 22:19

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