Tag: beauty

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Palau de les Arts Reina Sofia, Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias, Valencia, Spain

Convergence

All that is
Converges on a single point
Where all that is known and imaginable
Exists in the experience and imagination
Of a single sentience

Earth alone
Is home to billions of such convergences
Leading to this gesture of humility:
How can I know this convergence of mine
Is the best of billions

Or even any good at all

All I know
Of the billions of others
Is at best learned conjecture
Even with the most intimate knowledge
Thus am I both creator and interpreter

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Locals and Tourists, Cannon Beach, Oregon, United States of America

Locals and Tourists

On a cold blustery morning
After the night of hard rains
Dimpled the sands
The sky spatters still

A couple dares the ocean
To douse their sneakers
Which it will no doubt oblige

Her morning walks allow no thought
For the outcomes of such imprudent wagers

Just the waves the sand and the wind

Now on the homeward leg to shower and eat
Then off to work six days a week

At the cafe with its cliches and charm
Where she serves many a breakfast
To tourists and their soggy feet

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Hour of Cobalt, Amphitrite Point Lighthouse, Ucluelet, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada

The Hour of Cobalt and Indigo

This is the time of peace
The hour of cobalt and indigo
After the last glory seeker
Abandons the sunless horizon
Before the advancing darkness

I find a beauty here
More remarkable
Than fading orbs
Or heated tones

Here in my solitude
Borne of a love
For icy blues

The Earth’s gentle sigh
As it closes its eyes

For the brief oblivion of slumber

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Chesterman Sunset, Frank Island, Chesterman Beach, Tofino, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada

A Pause for a Moment Without Purpose

Sun coyly peeks
From cloudy perch
At one who skips
Across the rocks
Careful not to run afoul
Of gentle breakers
Or their spray

Gulls on wing
Horizon bound
Their cries
An ever-fading skree
Which mocks the beauty
Of their flight

And here am I
On blackened shore
Which rose from magma’s
Golden glow
Now in reverse
The waning sky
Will soon enough
Become the night