The serenity
Of the shoreline
With the mist
And the clouds
An ocean of calm
Like a breath
And a sigh
Of the shoreline
With the mist
And the clouds
An ocean of calm
Like a breath
And a sigh
Tag: British Columbia
Missing the Sea
It’s a funny thing
That I live just one block
From the ocean
Often times smell the salt
And the tide
Through an open window
That I live just one block
From the ocean
Often times smell the salt
And the tide
Through an open window
And yet
I miss the sea
An urban inlet
Is not a wide sandy beach
On a limitless sea
With breakers vaulting salt spray
Into the atmosphere
On My Way to Somewhere Other
I would rather be
On my way to somewhere other
Preferably by sea
On my way to somewhere other
Preferably by sea
Occluded Light
I try to let the light in
But the clouds
Occlude it
A dark shroud
But the clouds
Occlude it
A dark shroud
The gentle beat of my heart
A metronome
A clockwork
But the thrum of life
Is not the energy of being
Body working; spirit latent
Astronomical Beauty
Sometimes I wonder
If I have stepped onto another world
If I have stepped onto another world
But…
Could there be another place
In the universe
As beautiful as this one?
Magic Isle
Like some magic Isle
Home of sorcerers and kings
A misty shroud
Hides secret things
Home of sorcerers and kings
A misty shroud
Hides secret things
The waters
Preternaturally
Still
Beneath them slinks
Unearthly beast
And I
A Knight
With hallowed sword
Will sail across
Beyond the wards
And battle dragons
Which hurl epithets
And fire
Never Night
On a world
Forever bright
Never night
The ever-present suns
Bear down
Hammers on
An anvil
Forever bright
Never night
The ever-present suns
Bear down
Hammers on
An anvil
Blessed shade and gloom
In an existence
Which fears the light
Grateful for each eclipse
Beauty in the shadows
Mystery in the illumined
Too bright for eyes to see
Imagination ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #129
In the dimness
I saw a monster on my bed
But just a towel
In a jumble
A child’s mind
Trying to make sense
I saw a monster on my bed
But just a towel
In a jumble
A child’s mind
Trying to make sense
In reflections
I see a dragon breathing fire
But just a building
With a light on
Like the child
Imagination still at play
Should the day come
When I see only what’s there
No monsters, no dragons
Which I playfully must slay
How sad I will be
In a world so plain and grey
Expect the Unexpected
There are places
On this Earth
Which taught me
Expect the unexpected
On this Earth
Which taught me
Expect the unexpected
And still
They surprise me
A Path So Well Lit
Sometimes the path
Is so well lit
With little thought
I follow it
Is so well lit
With little thought
I follow it
And then it ends
So I arrive
At places
Unexpected
Sometimes pretty
Sometimes dour
Sometimes ugly
Sometimes flowered
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