For me there is nothing quite as calming, centering and fitful as a long walk on a near deserted beach. Beautiful. As a writer and poet such surroundings leave me deeply inspired.
Four elements at duelling
The sky high up laughs
Fellows!
The cloud comes crashing
Seemingly so with its unpredictable moods
Oh those winds conspired broods
The sea looks for breaks
Wave after wave after wave
Day and night, who knows
A Tsunami perhaps
But the rock stays put
Full face to the upsurge
Sky or cloud or wind
Or the water’s urge…
So saw a poet’s eye
The element’s splurge
Spread across the view
Come on! Bring on more of the slew
This heart is brave
Oh! Jocund too
But more likely grave
For, humans compel it
With unwanted persecutions
Though it were better left
To it’s poetic executions
For me there is nothing quite as calming, centering and fitful as a long walk on a near deserted beach. Beautiful. As a writer and poet such surroundings leave me deeply inspired.
A beautiful capture! Sliced so cleanly just like a loaf of marbled rye! Thanks Scottie. 🙂
Spectacular!
Four elements at duelling
The sky high up laughs
Fellows!
The cloud comes crashing
Seemingly so with its unpredictable moods
Oh those winds conspired broods
The sea looks for breaks
Wave after wave after wave
Day and night, who knows
A Tsunami perhaps
But the rock stays put
Full face to the upsurge
Sky or cloud or wind
Or the water’s urge…
So saw a poet’s eye
The element’s splurge
Spread across the view
Come on! Bring on more of the slew
This heart is brave
Oh! Jocund too
But more likely grave
For, humans compel it
With unwanted persecutions
Though it were better left
To it’s poetic executions