Love’s High Tide #THEMAG #poetry

Meal Beach, Burra Isles, Shetland by Robin Gosnall



An engulfing force

swirling high tide

pulled on my heart

sweeping reason aside

a swirling tide

stirring the shells

dragged me under

beneath the swell

pulled on my heart

love’s undertow

 only ride the waves

letting life go

sweeping reason aside

I cry for more

dance with the sea nymphs

making love on the shore

This is a poem submitted to this week’s  prompt over at The Mag. Thanks to Tess Kincaid for being the weekly hostess.


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