So I have been extremely busy with many, many irons in the fire, it has been hard to even think about writing anything in this space, although the icon on my toolbar calls me daily and I guiltily ignore it! I will write some updates soon, in the meantime here is a little poem that may or may not entertain!
The moon softly full
Held sway over us
In silver shadowed
daylight
Blessed by the stars
above
Tossed like so much
spice
So clean so right
The colored trees
turned
A stark and dreamy
bright
The autumn dew heavy
in the grass
Dampening our
whispering feet
As we walked along
The stippled path
Towards the darkness
of the ocean
It’s depths so cold
In a deep dark way
It’s thunder wet and
alive
The creamy foam
Of it’s curling waves
Beckoned our mortal
souls
A pounding pulse
There in crisp
splendor
The beating of a
heart
It’s sand a ribbon
White of sparkle
And soft as silk upon
the toes
As we listened to the
calling
Softly thrumming
The night song
breezes
Whispered through the
pines
Alive with sound
And foamy froth
In a crystal palaced
sphere
Touching spray and depth
With naked bodies
We held our hands
In lovers warmth
Until all just
disappeared.
Lovers warmth .
