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The Poet Looking word, to form. Blurting sounds, And syllables. The writing, language. Of characters, in motion. Flowing together, in sentence. Add to it,  The Poet!  | Copyright © | William Darnell Sr  | | Year Posted 2018, 2020 |                         Source - PoetrySoup

The Tide Is High The tide is high, as I look at the water and it's banks. I wish I could take my troubles,  and throw them in the water. Leaving the tide to carry them away, far to the middle of the waters. Yet knowing that this can not be done! But it does leave wonder, as to the imagination. I see things floating, wishing that this is my trouble that I throw to the waters. But looking, just a floating passing piece of bark. | Copyright © | William Darnell Sr. |  | Year Posted 2013, 2020 |                                 Source - PoetrySoup