Waves

Waves

A Poem by Travis Lawrence

Which limits passed would sway a world?
Our finite words are waves,
spoken to the sky, caressing the shore.

Fury storms the ocean currents,
water reaches higher to spear the sand,
yet the land and the sea stay silent,
still.

Madness sips water from reservoirs
and spits on the burns of ancient life,
as the miracle curse of carbon falls on our heads.

The waves are soft and slow, the Earth in motion,
unswayed as we watch the water grow
further from our eyes, sunken beneath the sea.

© 2014 Travis Lawrence


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Added on October 13, 2014
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Travis Lawrence
Travis Lawrence

Austin, TX



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I'm a 29-year-old using this site to backup my writings, which are mostly poems. Leave a comment if you like, they always make me smile. Have a nice day! more..

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