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The Moon lights the path in the sand
where you walked. Water fills those footprints
like sand filled cups. I could drink from those
sole shaped sandy prints knowing you once
stood and created those indents.
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I watch the waves dance against your legs
as your smile stretches as wide is the beach
I try to pull you to me like a life raft
but your beauty is too out of reach.
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The water is crisp and cool to touch
as it caresses every grain of sand.
Your skirt swirls as you dance among the waves,
it's clear that it's you the land craves.
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I've just found out 3 of my poems have been published in the below anthology. This poem "Footprints"and "The Hug" and "Soar|Haiku" (below):
And below is my book. I don't think I ever shared it here before:
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
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