In The Rough

00000 WP child beach REAL


Stifled crisp

stilled oyster

drifting in the deep silt

gritty particulate sand

sea-deep darkness

still and cold

rock-stuck, numb-froze

soft tissue oyster warms

light-point shining bleak shadows

silhouettes dance on the inside of shell

chasing a will to move

an intention to feel

stirring

sand-pulse

ocean current sweeping dense grains

light awakens stiff silence

wish

tip toe merry go

girl in sand

pearl in hand

sandbar

pink and orange dancing

footprints under dying sun

tingling rays, neck-ticklers

fun chuckle, light sand-sweep

tucked to cosy bed

rising sea stung sandbar

damp, chilled bone

silhouettes gone

deep oyster-shell

still again

numb

memories of being joy-held

wiggle room in shell

flickering recognition

bobby-pin buddy


Poem Credit – Kenne/Ken Adam

Photo Credit – Flickr:

esinuhe69

Golden Number Three

https://www.flickr.com/photos/esinuhe69/3056533082/in/faves-125138039@N07/

Lilies tucked in the Shade…

Darkness descends on the sleeping lilies, midsummer dreams fading into fitful Autumn wakes, shocking frosts alert the arching leaves to the inevitable blankets of winter snow.

I encourage you to check out my Flickr page:

Wild Carrot

Darkness descends on the sleeping lilies, midsummer dreams fading into fitful Autumn wakes, shocking frosts alert the arching leaves to the inevitable blankets of winter snow. Please check out my new Flickr Page: https://www.flickr.com/photos/125138039@N07/

Darkness descends on the sleeping lilies, midsummer dreams fading into fitful Autumn wakes, shocking frosts alert the arching leaves to the inevitable blankets of winter snow.
Please check out my new Flickr Page:
https://www.flickr.com/photos/125138039@N07/

Solstice Story

Solstice Story

Light into darkness, darkness into light
Stretched suspension presence, valiantly dims the night

Time compressed into fresh tips of Spring grass
Mother Earth fructified in verdant seed

Elastic time clangs bright star-tips
Clarion calls, to the warm soil

Trumpets of river races, rising with bosom joy
Deltas engorged with quenching droplets

Deer, wet toes stopping by water’s edge,
Refreshed