The music’s still playing as her feet walk out to the sea,
At the fringe of a life time, as her lips whisper to the breeze,
Does the world turn this calm, or’s it the slow rush of the sea,
Follow me out here, followme deep
Excerpt: Beyond the dry grass By Seanbidd ( Feature Poet)

Beautiful
It is very beautiful, the author has been M.I.A for some years now, he had some beautiful poetry ❤️
This is beautifully written. I love the imagery.
This peice is so beautiful, the full poem isn’t available, their pages have been taken down. When I came to WP in 2012 I followed a lot of writers, many of them have been unavailable/ M.I.A. He and I did many collaborations together, this is one of my favorites of his. Seanbid from Austrailia.
Ooh, it’s so sad to lose friends here. The attachment usually grows and becomes terrible to break. Like , I can’t imagine how terrible I’ve felt outside WP when I couldn’t write. I’m glad you retained a fragment of the poem.
“Does the world turn this calm, or’s it the slow rush of the sea,…” The world is this deep and more. And we can only hope that, while we “follow into the deep”, we’ont be lost
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Very easy to get lost, I vison the mermaid being the lure of the world, how easy it is to get lost at sea by the temptation and tempest.
Just lovely 😊 💞💞
Thank you ❤