#VividImagination

The thoughts trickled down in slumber
Sleeping away as the night ran its toll
Shutting down, the mind looked another
Bolting out of the door, the dice took a roll

Rolling away, the words leaped the hill
The hill yawned as the sun arose
The sun cried as the clouds began to shrill
Eye from light, blinks and narrows

"What have you told me,
But the calling of the sea?
And the chances missing out,
I refuse to ask about.

Running away means nothing.
Bolting over to everything.
And I hear you cry
I hear you call"

© ms160

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I can't remember the last time I had to actively differentiate this stuff honestly, not sure if I succeeded at this, please lmk if there's an adjective vibing in the poem please and thank you