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Kings Ashore

Men roll in and in
Like waves onto the shore
And some roll in are great
And some roll in are small
And some roll in like kings
Crowning high the beach
Where no-one ever knew
That men or kings could reach.

Behind them, greater kings!
Will break soon further still
When the sovereign moon doth choose
From ocean's soul to pull and pull
Yet each of they who plant their flag
Majestic on the sand
Will froth for just a breath before
Relinquishing their hand.

For all sea-creatures know
Tides ebb as well as flow
So every sea will churn
As empires burn and burn
And kings retreat and turn
And men roll out and out
Like waves upon the shore
Like waves upon the shore
The great, the small, the all.

Ch 1 Open
Ch 2 My Love
Ch 3 Princess Saraband
Ch 4 Sparkler
Ch 5 Beauty In the Sand
Love is a Bubble
Noahs Poems
Pottery Poetry
Diamond In the Sand
Kings Ashore