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The Elements

written by: Glynn Sinclare



When you stand on the shore,
with the sand under your feet.
Out there is the southern hemisphere.
When there are more years behind you,
then in front of you.
And you are good with that.

The energy of the waves crashing,
against the rocks in stereo.
Forcing seaweed,
to slide and sliver down the rocks.
To posses, sensory perception,
brain analysing, organising your senses

The creator engineered this place
Planned every element,
pulled them together.
Set in motion, delicate elements.
I stand and feel the aesthetics.
This is the place where I belong.

Glynn Sinclare

Glynn Sinclare

I am a Limerick Author poet. I have written three books in three years. For me I am rewarded with the achievement of holding these books in my hand. The Emigrants 2017, Poetics Book of 100 poems 2018 and Poetics Book of Poems Volume 2 released September 2019. I write under the pen name Glynn Sinclare AKA Clare Glynn Chitan. My poetry has been read on several audio poetry radio shows of American poet Tamara Miles “Where the light must fall” Broadcast by Spiritplants Radio and Alan Johnson “The World Comes to you”.
Glynn Sinclare

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