Open Poetry #10 |
A New Day Is Born |
Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
The sun rises up 'ore the horizon as it paints it's colorful sky, leaving traces of last night as it slowly slips on by. Lovers have walked hand in hand leaving footprints on the beach, the fisherman sets his pole down and waits with pole always in arms reach. The tides crash in upon the shore as the birds fly free above, a little child chasing his dog through the sand so full of energy and love. I breath the salt sea and listen to the sounds, of the breeze sighing it's sweet song as the tide slowly pounds. I sit here and watch the beach in the morn as the sun has now risen, and a new day has been born! On the wings of words our spirits fly, and our souls are free. |
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Ron K. Fox Senior Member
since 2000-10-24
Posts 925 |
This hit home. I used to fish on the south Jersey shore...this describes it beautifully...and now that I'm in Florida it capture it again. Thanks. Tossing words like wishful coins into the deep well of an open heart. R. fox |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I saw the ocean for the first time last spring and this is a very gentle reminder of the beauty of it. Can't wait to return! "When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey."" Laurie Lee Kathleen |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
I can't believe this browser is actually working tonight!! lol......anyhow, thanks alot Ron, there is just something about that sound at the sea that calms ones soul. Thank you for taking the time to read. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Rose, how right you are, there is nothing like the beauty in the ocean. |
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