Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah

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Sarah W

Fingers drag wispy clouds across the sky,
covering the moon yet still a sliver.

Regardless, light seeps;
exposing cracks and skirting
a sleepy landscape.

My footprints impress the sand,
leaving a temporary story of who I am.

Then I enter the sea,
belonging to no one…

By Sarah ©2024

W3 Prompt #105:
Wea’ve Written Weekly

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