Poetry Blog by Jill Ashforth (beauty)
The horizon stretches
to infinity as cerulean sky
the sky embraces the sea with a kiss,
and I feel as though I must soon melt
into the foaming, salty waters
trickling through my toes.
The sun beats harshly upon the crown of my head,
and my skin prickles,
droplets of moisture surfacing
amongst the bloom of heat on my cheeks.
I inhale the...
Monday 26th August 2019 9:43 pm
The traffic fumes and roars, deafening my thoughts.
Bark glistens in wrinkled folds with charcoal accents, smudged.
An electric blue flashes cool and a flood of beauty washes over me
as dark, emerald burrs softly quiver.
A wall of trees shields and deadens all sounds.
Silence beckons me.
Sunday 3rd April 2016 11:24 pm