Sea Song
I clothe myself in a cloak
the sea upon my shoulders
wrapped around my back
sand shifts beneath my feet
I have been conquered
turned into the flotsam
floating in chaos
along a northerly current
In the sky rides the sun
touching the waves
painting them with gold
ornaments free for the taking
Join us, join us
cry the waves
release yourself within us—
I have been conquered
Pamela Olson, 10/18/09
For One Single Impression’s
prompt, “conquer”
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