Ebb Tide – A Poem

My world is water
in a glass
my heart the meniscus
surface of all experience

Your fingers rest on the lip
I kiss them
as my world washes
in micro-tidal waves

And the shock has passed
and the glass is still
and the waves subside
and my kiss diminishes

Each rebound rises
a little less
before the fall
into loneliness

I can see the end
and know
we will die
I only wave

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  1. Till along comes a monkey
    Who touches to the glass
    With just the hair from his tail
    And topples the whole glass once and for all!!!

    Nice, Panda. I think I’m more impressed with the simple concept of the glass of water you used for the theme.

      1. Oh blaster! You are fast stealing bits of my admiration, pilfering panda. Reality enchained? Wow! And you mixed that up with such an innocent comment. I skipped it once, but I later remembered you couldn’t possibly make a nice comment. (I know I can’t make an innocent comment to someone a bit like me!) Then I looked over the comment again, to see the treacherous snake -“enchained”!
        I am impressed Panda. I sincerely am.
        Now, even your doom-programmed instincts can’t pick any skunk-dung off this comment. This is a completely complimentary comment. You know that.
        Oh! And you are welcome!

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