….
Open it to ocean,
etch it in the sand.
Whisper to the pillow,
trace it on your hand.
Spill it into starlight,
breathe it on the breeze.
Put this horizon on hold,
and leave a message for me.
….
Written for Poetic Asides, Day 21.
….
Open it to ocean,
etch it in the sand.
Whisper to the pillow,
trace it on your hand.
Spill it into starlight,
breathe it on the breeze.
Put this horizon on hold,
and leave a message for me.
….
Written for Poetic Asides, Day 21.
Happy Holidays 2013 to Whimsygizmo from Halloween to New Year 2014. To let you know I always read but must fly through WordPress, as always pressed for time…
Thank you so much, Lindy. Your readership and thoughts mean so much to me. Happy Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, and may 2014 treat you right. 🙂
Your first two lines…*sigh* that’s just where I want to be.
Where’s our poetry shack gonna be…on the shore of course but the sea will stay seaward and the shack will stay shore bound and there will be lots pf space in between to scratch our secrets. 🙂
De, so beautiful!! Some of your poems I mark to read later so I have time to breathe them in and love them–really love this 🙂
Thank you so much, Sara and Hannah. I cannot even begin to tell you what your comments mean to me.