Dreams Of The Silver Sea

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What goes through your mind when you look at the endless expanse of the sea?

This is for real
The sound of the sea
As the sea breeze
Air kisses the waves

I can feel and smell
The salt of distant lands
That carry on endlessly

There is a breathlessness
And a timelessness
As shores, seas, skies
They meet

The crests of waves
White as the hair on my head
Turn to each other
In wisdom and experience

Catch them alone
In a corner bar
Overlooking the Bay
And they will spin

Stories that Sailors alone
With feet on bleached sand
And eyes firmly afar
Can spend the afternoon
To the whispering into the night

The Stars, the waves,
The clouds
The streaking silvery fish
Lead the crowd
To the high table by the shore

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Madras Courier originally ran as a broadsheet with a poetry section. It was a time when readers felt comfortable sharing glimpses of their lives through verse. If you too have a poem you’d like to submit, do mail us at editor@madrascourier.com.

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