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Tag Archives: Poetry
Dead calm, the fog sits upon the harbor. No breath of wind other than That which forms as we exhale. Obscured is our view, our focus
There was a tree That stood upon the shore Defiant against the waves Of winter storm And summer gale. For years, I walked Below high-tide, Combing the rocks And shells For treasures. I would pass The tree, gray-green With salt-tinted … Continue reading
Mid-tide water laps the shore, A mild breeze casts light waves Upon the deep-blue across the bay. The sky, cloudless, crosses, Horizon to horizon, dropping behind Distant edges of islands’ green trees. Silhouetted against those Ribbons of land, white sails … Continue reading
Is time a line?
Free jazz: notes cascading from horns, cords striding across eighty-eight keys, while rhythms on drum kits beat. To the unaccustomed ear an explosion of unrelated sounds, each instrument contesting for center stage. But, are these musicians more than a congregation … Continue reading
I have heard that with every step we take, we stir up the dust of dinosaurs decayed into their mineral compositions.
Widely scattereds showers, predicted in panoramic view across the bay forming pillars, five across, supporting the bridge of clouds that span the sky
Conversations that never happened, According to those who were not there.
Why do some endure the trials of sport, While other stand by at the side-lines? I walk the shore, watching birds, Then see the surfers drift Where cormorants should be. The camera lens captures Waves building, then cresting, Rolling foaming … Continue reading
Tears of joy, Tears of sorrow, Memories of events passed, Thoughts of those to follow.