<\/p>\n\n\n\n
By the shore\u2019s edge where I come crashing,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The sands shift to my ebb and flow,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I rise and swell, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Roll, curl and break,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Slipping back, back under the undertow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My brokenness percolates the sand,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Water through a sieve,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Tapping fingers of the ocean\u2019s hand,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s a tidal life I live.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Manic-depressant, the higher I rise,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The more spectacularly I fall,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And \u201cCrash,\u201d my rolling thunder cries,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Muffled by the siren\u2019s call.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhere you were born and life began,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Come back,\u201d she implores, \u201cCome back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Where you were born and life began,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Before the rocks were sand.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCome back,\u201d she wails, \u201cCome back,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Come back into the womb,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The primordial soup where life began<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Before the rocks were sand.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Before the rocks were sand,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Amoebas innocently lingered,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The oceans opened up their hands<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And I became their fingers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCome back, return, come back, it\u2019s time,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m all you\u2019ve ever dreamed of,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Long before ancient rocks wore down to sand,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019ve held you, in my love.\u201d <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
By the shore\u2019s edge where I come crashing, The sands shift to my ebb and flow, I rise and swell, Roll, curl and break, Slipping back, back under the undertow. My brokenness percolates the sand, Water through a sieve, Tapping fingers of the ocean\u2019s hand, It\u2019s a tidal life I …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1396","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1396","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1396"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1396\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1411,"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1396\/revisions\/1411"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1396"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1396"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/boqueteauthors.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1396"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}