My favorite things are words, nature and worthy moments. I delight in the intertwining of those things. I shoot videos for a living and photos for a thrill. I'm looking for a platform to post some poetry for people who might enjoy it as much as I do.
RED CHAIR At dusk, the giant, red lifeguard chair was calling my name [even though it bore several "keep off" signs]. I climbed to the top, as wind whipped precautions away. The full moon stream lit cream crests atop dark, blue waves. The tide rolled up under me, through the tall wooden legs, its highest venture all day. For a moment I imagined my chair wouldn't stay. And gravity played along, suspending me above the unknown. Oh, for a moment anyway ;) THINKING OF ME? Here is our place Where every element of you saturates every sense of me You knew I would be here today You knew before I was me Golden reeds tittup to the wind Mounds swirl with grains of sand Blues stroke your scape, smudged with greens And whites of waves race to wet my feet Were you thinking of me? The smell of salt and sound of gulls Smooth, ribbed and sharp shells Not one of them dull Goose bumps rise with your sweeping air Just as swiftly, your sun warms my skin there Yes, you knew me then But I know you now You must've been thinking of me T'HELL WITH HAIKUS Practice missed perfect. Fat lady forgot to sing. Doctor caught the flu. Writers are rebels. They forever cross the line. T'hell with haikus. This is poetry. Not exactly an exam. Simply a word fest. Seven syllables Neatly sandwiched between five? Great, my pen can rest.
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
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