Ali Marie
The Sights

The waves crashed on the sandy beach, Ay, no sights,
No looks of eminence; have thy eyes seen
Through the lustrous ways of light, I do not falter
Their dashing ways fills my veins: making my heart thrust
Goggling only, on the sun reflected waves. None ever carried such beauty
What the travel was, for the better of I; and more have I found within
Wrong thoughts have left leaving me a trail for happiness
Or rose colored glasses to help along my way
Have missed the man I loved,
And yet I have found a new love --
“A love for thyself” – I shout
As knowing how HARD I have been trying; and yet failing
And out of this journey from the many faces
And the joyous sights; I leave this town

with thanks to Elizabeth Barrett Browning