When the stakes are high
29 May 2020
Mind travelled
Through the rising tides
Pregnant waves
Spilling forth
Seaweeds and plankton gushing
Like cry from a heart
To depart
From object of love
Like arrow
Piercing side
Forgotten the unwed bride
Widow of morrow
The sorrow
It wells in the soul
No control
Over tears
They spell out our random fears
When the stakes are high
Reading of the poem:
Eurythmics – Sweet Dreams (Official Video)
Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog - Isis Tratum 
An excellent poem to match this ghastly image 🙂
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Thank you Derrick 😀
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