Prompt: nebulous, bleak, cut, vision, timing, touch, hover crush, opaque, blazing, torch, slab, breath
The Tide Changes
I lie on my slab
My breath shallow
Like the water
At low tide
Pink sand between
My fingers
I rise
The world nebulous
Nothing clear
Out of focus
All is bleak
Dark clouds hover above
Someone says, “cut!”
Like the filming of a movie
My vision clears
No longer opaque
The timing will be measured
By the sundial in the yard
My fingers touch the cold metal
The sun appears
A blazing torch
Burns away melancholy
Crushes dark mood
The tide is coming in
Waves crash on shore
Children scream with delight
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A High School Crush
The sky an opaque
Chrystal shimmering
Casting sunlight
Shadows hovering
Blue on sand
The constant breeze
Now breathless
Quiet and still
Stone slabs in the court
Hot to the touch
Under the blazing desert sun
Timing is everything
You a bleak horseman
Dressed in black
A vision lit by torch
From an old notebook
Poems of love
A nebulous affair
Also hot to the touch
A woman
With a high school crush
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