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I must go down to the sea again
Says the old poem.
And I know why
Beauty and violence
Gentle lapping wavelets
And white horses.
Frantic families
Lost sailors
Storms and waves
So high they reach up, up
To the sky.
Birds skim the surface
Grab fish in their beaks
Puffins and Skewers
Cormorants and Choughs
Ever changing
Sometimes boring
I must go there again.
I don’t need retouching
Thanks.
Or soft focus
Blending
Trimming down.
I am me
I wear my own mask
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A fairy seems to hover
Over the lake
Wings flutter
Like a humming bird
A cupped hand
Reaches out
A small pool
in her palm
Takes a sip
Watches
the water
Drip
Still and quiet
The waterlilies opening
Swirls from fish
Lazily catching flies
Circles on the surface
Reflections rippled then still
How deep are you?
Walking to the edge
Then dip a toe in
Feel the cool liquid
Gently caress.
It didn’t rain
It didn’t pour,
Even though we sang.
The flags flew
The banners flapped
In the breeze.
The bubble man
Blew huge bubbles
That the children popped.
And the snail man?
He walked very
Very
Very
Slowly…..
Wrong side of the hill, but still saw some lovely reflections on the cloud base. Red sky at night predicting a lovely day tomorrow? We will see….
Red sky to dark sky
Sun sets slowly
Dark sky to black sky
Moon rises brightly
Grey Dawn to blue sky
Sun rises gently.
Chasing, racing, riding fast
Le Tour enthrals
France in three weeks
A journey of courage
Tail wind, head wind
Peloton group
Cycling up alps
Down valleys
Rain or snow
Burnt by the sun
Super human effort
Yellow Jersey holder
Speed and elation
And the winner is?!
Like a firework
You spark the garden
Into flame.
Stars sparkle
In a green universe
You are galaxies
Of delight
I write about so many things.
Pour out words on the page.
My mind is full of thoughts
Too many to control
They fly out of my eyes,
My ears.
Where to stop?
Someone suggested deleting posts..
Should I remove them?
Cut back, reduce them?
Take the time to edit.
Or just leave them.
Enough or too much?
I will give it thought.
Sweet black cat
Nervous and shy
Stepped towards us
Then ran away
Black shadow in trees
Rush away now
Fast on your paws
Down the road you go
Quick and silent
Shiny and sleek
Now you go
Home you seek.
Mallaband-Brown