Sentimental Epiphanies

a pair of flip-flops on the beach
At the beach on a peaceful day
Strange and odd and eerie -
Just like a season 
I once knew . . . oh so well,
There where sentiments seemed sentient 
And the hours — eternal
As I longed across the rivage
Heavy hearten with epiphanies 
Of the wonderful — over waters
And under a sky not so blue
And walking on granular soils;
I waved signals to a wishing well
Eyes instilled of death and of life
Sentimental epiphanies 
Stirs the remembrance of thy shape
And I remembered of that season 
I knew . . . oh so well. 

Published by Eiravel

Hello everyone, and welcome to my personal blog. This is a self-taught adventure in creative writing, craft that I am passionate about; learning writing and all the stuff that concerns this industry while surfing on the waves of the internet, and I aspire to make a living through selling my own books and blogging, because why not. I live on the island of Mauritius with my husband, my two children, and my muse. I am an eclectic person, love the sublime and the strange; I am also interested in all types and forms of art that please my mind.

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