Undertow

Abandoned now, ‘neath looming storm-clouds gray, Banana-bunched boards, the only light, But undertow compels she cannot stay. He’d sing to her, life on review, he’d stay, Through sunniest of days and darkest nights, Abandoned now, ‘neath looming storm-clouds gray. He smiled to mask the lies, this very day, Earth’s revolution, sun-filled shards of light, The […]

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Skirmish at Sunrise

They come because they must. They gather at waters edge, vying for position. They stand, they watch and wait; their bugle call, the cadence of the breakers. The sun slowly, surely, lifts its face above the horizon. The salty skirmish begins anew. Written for Gargleblaster, in answer to the question: “Why do birds suddenly appear?”

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Patience

The endless break of waves on shore, Replenish teeming life-chains spawned, Distracted not, he stares out, ever sure That curl is filled with promise evermore In under-swirling eddy’s from beyond. This discipline has served him well He waits, he skims the surface brine, Intent to weather every swell, As patiently, his stance foretells Of Nature’s […]

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My Obsession (Photo Friday, Haiku Friday)

Ponte Vedra Pre-dawn Shark teeth undertow, ‘Neath rainbow-painted moon-sky, Predawn shifting sands. One of my many obsessions is photographing sunrises. There is nothing like the peace and stillness just before sunrise. On a beach, the gulls gather to swoop up their breakfast; in Eze de Provence, one can hear the distant fishing boats below, in […]

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Daily Prompt: Life Line: “The Hands of a Child”

Daily Prompt: Life Line…You’re on a long flight, and a palm reader sitting next to you insists she reads your palm. WHAT does she tell you.Photographers, artists, poets: show us HANDS. The following is my entry: ✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒✒ Nothing is as expressive and tacitly satisfying as molding a clump of wet sand with the palms of […]

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Three Little Words

  Rock!   Paper!   Scissors! 🌾🌾🌾 Trifextra Challenge Week 86: This weekend we were asked to put forth three little words that describe the writing process.  Much goes into the creative process.  However, a stone cold, rocky place usually precedes the written word (on paper or iPad); and that first draft is never without […]

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