There is an untold story from a weaver of words ready to be told
a message in a bottle that has been capsized and finally drifted its way across oceans and continents
It has experienced the ocean and its inhabitants
It has heard the sky crying and seen the countless stars in the sky that glisten the way frost does, like diamonds waiting to be mined…
The bottle is ebbing along the shore and hits your bare and sand covered feet giving you something of a chain reaction as the cold from the water as well as the glass bottle shocks the body
You see the message and you see inside the bottle
Do you want to know what the voices of the sea have to say?
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stars that glisten the way frost does…just an excellent line. a whimsical yet deep poem
Thank you so much <3
Thoroughly appreciated how meta this poem was – the idea that the sea has a message for those willing to listen, and the title of the poem implicating that you yourself had the answer. In other words, the title had my interest, but this beautiful piece kept my attention. Thank you for sharing 🙂
Thank you kindly for such a lovely response. it is so appreciated and lovely to see people actually enjoying my work 🙂 which are just ramblings from my imagination or me venting.
Nice! It draws you attention to the desire of the sender to communicate something to someone who will be the recipient. If found by me, I would want to know what it says! Well done!