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Written for the 9/22/13 Poetic Bloomings prompt: Seed Lines – write a poem that uses the first line of another’s poem


I saw the sunset-colored sands
swept away, engulfed by waves
as nature’s fury met the lands,
sending them to watery graves.

With seabed tremors set to shake
in pounding rhythms on the shore,
the cresting peaks began to break
and claimed me for the ocean floor.

In twilight’s arms, I fell to death
by plunging through the black abyss.
Before I took my final breath,
I kissed the cheek of Atlantis.

© Susan Schoeffield

(first line from “The Wanderer” by Sara Teasdale)

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