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Return To The Sea

Silent. all is silent
my thoughts wander
the whisper of the fan
it's balmy breeze reminds me of days
sitting on a beach listening to the crashing waves
on a cool summers night
the shorebirds that scurry playing chicken with the waves
listening to the pounding surf
the seagulls calling
I was born of the sea
it is my home
some will return to the earth
I will return to the sea
the place where I was born

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I'm at my best and at peace when by the ocean were all born in water wee we not I do not believe I ever left after all my sign is Pieces which is a water sign
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Your poems of the ocean bring such beauty, i can see everything, such joy and peacefulness. I too love the ocean. Even driving close I love the smell of the air. There is something magical beside the ocean and your imagery brings the whole atmosphere to life.
You have a small typo on your last line. Place.

Thank you...Teddy

thank you

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straight from the beach. I think you have captured the scene perfectly. ~ Gee.
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according to JerryK's science, humans crawled out of the sea on elbows, then sprouted legs to return, el pronto, to that wet environment when the summers got too hot to make love. Yeah, and pigs flew, lol. My theory sucks a bit as well, which doesn't change the fact that you wrote a neat poem.
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thank you Jerry

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