It is the grey just before dawn,
The lightening flashes from side to side of the grey sky so forlorn.
The tide turns shifting sand in the shallows and the deep
From seaboard to seaboard such secrets they keep.
What use is an umbrella in a thunderstorm,
Why wear a towel in the sea it will just get heavy and disappear as by the waves, from you it is torn.
The umbrella will blow inside out
You will be left naked and cold without a doubt.
It is getting cold now and the wind whips up a pace
Your wet hair slaps you hard around your face.
You kneel cold and lonely on the edge of the sea
A broken umbrella, a sodden towel and a soul that begs to be set free.
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Another poem from my earlier days, 2012 : I am sorry to keep using my older work but I am so tired and busy .
willowdot21 
Sep 03, 2014 @ 22:48:50
Well, I certainly don’t mind the older stuff. Since I only just found you, I’ve never seen it before. 😀 This is very creative and the imagery in the poem exactly matches the photo. Which came first?
Sep 04, 2014 @ 05:22:50
Thank you Elizabeth,which came first? The photo of the poem? In this case the poem but occasionally I write what I see in a picture.I am glad you liked it.
Sep 03, 2014 @ 23:43:44
Surely, this is the the ultimate darkness: By her own hand?
Sep 04, 2014 @ 05:25:10
Yes I am afraid so, I wander if it worked, if her soul was trapped or if it was freed. ❤
Sep 04, 2014 @ 13:18:34
Whew. ❤ ❤ ❤
Sep 04, 2014 @ 06:49:34
So glad to have a chance to read this gem.
Sep 04, 2014 @ 08:30:11
I am so glad to hear this Jen I am so busy right now it is a God send to be able to use the older poems. Slight downside they hold Memories thanks for reading and commenting
Sep 04, 2014 @ 08:23:09
I adore this poem.
Sep 04, 2014 @ 08:30:45
Thank you 🙂 xxx
Sep 04, 2014 @ 09:42:02
The grey just before dawn…I am in love with that mysterious grey. Love your poetry.
Sep 04, 2014 @ 12:06:18
Yes it is a special time and colour full of mystery and maybe promise maybe not. Thank you for reading and commenting . xxx xxx
Sep 05, 2014 @ 00:01:51
The magical words you portray with the pictures you add make for exquisite torture of what’s to come.
Sep 05, 2014 @ 06:39:02
The terrifying moments when time and consciousness stands on the brink.
Sep 05, 2014 @ 05:08:39
Beautifully written Willow.
Sep 05, 2014 @ 06:36:39
Thank you Paul xxx