TIDE… a poem

The tide has ebbed

And now turns

In a moment

Slowly the rise

And flow

Is at hand

Gentle the touch

Washed over

Emotions

How much control

Of her

Has this man

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer; View all posts by What Words May Come

Dusty Boots says:

February 13, 2020 at 10:13 am

Very nice Kevin!

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  February 13, 2020 at 10:55 am
  
  Thanks brother!
  
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  1. Dusty Boots says:
    
    February 13, 2020 at 12:09 pm
    
    Any Time!! 😁
    
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Susi Bocks says:

February 13, 2020 at 9:10 pm

To answer the last three lines – none. 😉

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  February 21, 2020 at 11:18 am
  
  Good answer!
  
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  1. Susi Bocks says:
    
    February 21, 2020 at 12:28 pm
    
    Thanks! 🙂
    
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H.R.R. Gorman says:

February 16, 2020 at 3:21 pm

No control, usually

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