Sometimes
this feels like
sending a message
in a bottle
hoping it will find
your sea
your shore
your hands
your eyes
your heart
your soul
yet knowing
the odds against
it reaching you
are infinite.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not new. Sighs. The improbability of messages in bottles.
Art by Sarah Fecteau
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
~M
May 8, 2020 at 2:49 pm
Have you ever actually sent one? I’ve always wanted to, but don’t live near the ocean anymore.
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Romantic Dominant
May 8, 2020 at 3:01 pm
Once, as a small child, on my first visit to the sea. I am absolutely certain it ended up coming back in on the next tide. We own a place on the coast, but I have never been tempted when there. The virtual sea is better with messages.
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~M
May 8, 2020 at 3:15 pm
You never know though… your message could have reached someone clear across to another part of the world. Anyway, it’s fun to think of the possibilities. 😉 The virtual sea…. hmmm… I think you’re right. Might have to write a poem about that now. See what you’ve started! 😋Lol…
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Romantic Dominant
May 8, 2020 at 5:27 pm
Smiles. Indeed.
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thereluctantpoet
May 10, 2020 at 12:25 am
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Romantic Dominant
May 10, 2020 at 10:46 am
Smiles. Thank you.
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robinwriteon
May 11, 2020 at 11:14 am
Beautifully flowing in every moment of words
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Romantic Dominant
May 11, 2020 at 11:41 am
Thank you. More than kind. Smiles.
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