White crystals of sand
An imagination stirs
In a small child’s hands
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Shoreline cast away
Drunk on peace and solitude
Palm trees dance and sway
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Storm rolls through the black
Electric blue lights the night
Thick thunder rumbles
The morning sun squeezed
Eased into the cloudy day
White clouds set on fire
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Flip Flops in the rain
Feeling so much pain
The warm sandy beach
So far from their reach
On this long gloomy day
So full of dark and grey
Quiet solitude
Morning rests in soft slumber
The day gently wakes
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Solitude
https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2012/06/09/solitude/
Solitude II
https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2012/06/16/solitude-ii/
Solitude III
https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2012/06/23/solitude-iii/
Solitude IV
https://apoetryjourney.wordpress.com/2012/06/30/solitude-iv-the-new-solitude/
Part 1
Cigar smoke twirls,
spins, whirls
snares the fan above
Part 2
Humid air
cut it like a knife
Man sits alone
drink in hand
coke and rum
Part 3
A spy perhaps
Maybe just a sailor
Tropical tourist
or world traveler
Part 4
The bar rings
sings
with music
and people
Man watches
He’s home
at peace
by the ocean
Loosely inspired by this song:
Bright eye on the shore
Spinning, turning, circular
Night drifts in slowly
The other two in this series can be found here: http://wp.me/p2kmxm-RJ
Warm moist summer night
Floating yellow lights flicker
Grill smoke still lingers
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Time to get away
A week of ocean relief
Soul healing water
Getting away for a bit so the blogging will be limited for a while. I will still have access, but not as much time to post. Will be back in a week or so.