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| Lavallette beach, NJ |
Slate grey sea, wet sand
Footprints beside seagull tracks
Jagged shells, smooth stones
My soul holds abundant calm
Hand in hand, lacking nothing.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Ella's Edge
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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
16 comments:
Yeah, well....I bet you still need *something*. Shamwows? A snuggie? Ginsu knives, perhaps?
Thanks for the soft message from you journey, LM. It leaves a sense of peace behind it.(Cool title, too.)
You had some great prompts to work with here, and have created a gem of a poem - such a serenity is hard come by, all the more precious for that.
Oh, that looks beautiful. I do want to go somewhere like that...
Pearl
ah ....now that is just hope the beach makes me feel as well....love the rhythm there....
Simplicity at its best here --- the real beach without crowds, without the suntan seekers, without noise...
Beautifully composed.
Sounds peaceful
This poem gives me such a peaceful feeling. I love "Hand in hand, lacking nothing."
Sigh. That's how I feel by the sea, too. This is lovely.
Beautiful! Wow, lacking nothing, how serene and gorgeous! I want that feeling now...
Wonderful thoughts in these words :D
Lovely image and a fitting poem to accompany it. An enjoyable read.
"My soul holds abundant calm
Hand in hand, lacking nothing."
Love that. Awesome.
You painted a very vivid picture with just a few words.
Your poem is calming .. (had no idea the Jersey beaches were this lovely!
Such beautiful peace and serenity..
So true! Beaches have all you can ever want!
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