Tents are the first thing on the to do list,
the basics in life,
food, shelter,
water,
war,
all’s unfair in life and love,
but the sun will slip
down
to the
bottom
of the ocean,
redefined,
above my eyes,
a crack of light.
I make the bed, first thing now, too.
I throw more water on my face.
Photos via Neil Sankey
The sun does not shine to the bottom of all oceans, there is darkness down there!
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poetic license 🙂 tweaked it
This is so beautiful. Everything goes together nicely, the pictures, the words.
Thanks YuMin!
Beautiful poems with a lot more feeling behind those words, I’m sure. The pictures and the poem together are beautiful. With your permission, I’d like to link this poem to my post about pictures and poetry. http://wp.me/p7tP3I-ah
Thanks! Link away, I always enjoy your posts 🙂
Done and done! Thanks. If there are any other posts you want to link to mine, just add them in the comment section. I’ll check them out!