Tides – Sarah Teasdale

Love in my heart was a fresh tide flowing

Where the starlike sea gulls soar;

The sun was keen and the foam was blowing

High on the rocky shore.

But now in the dusk the tide is turning,

Lower the sea gulls soar,

And the waves that rose in resistless yearning

Are broken forevermore.

Enjoy a nice peaceful weekend :))

Love xxx

Published in: on June 16, 2005 at 2:36 pm  Comments (2)  

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  1. I see the ‘spirit’ of this poem in a poem I’ve written in Arabic, but in the form of ‘morabba3’

  2. I love this one ya Alaa, bas can I read yours?

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