Friday, November 8, 2019

It’s been a good day for photos and traditional haiku poems (5 syllables, then 7, then 5 again) …

sunrise calls to her
like light always calls to light –
they are dearest friends

surf just waking up –
mrs sun in the distance
caring for her house

she’s at attention –
and so are all the seashells –
sunrise can do that

a lonely castle –
seashells staying around it
to help it not cry

silent seashore art
and footsteps going somewhere –
can art feel ignored?

Here’s a poem I wrote several years ago …


One day

a woman said she was

not going to shut up.

She said life is not about shutting up,

but about showing how special life is

by sharing the sounds of thoughts

in miracles called words.

She said trees don’t shut up

but always shower her

with sounds of winds passing through,

and she will continue to spread

the sunshine of her words,

the flash and crash of her sentences. 

She said life polishes itself

through her spoken words,

and life’s a musician

and her sentences are its songs.

She says her words

wash each moment,

and she hopes

we will swim with her

in the ocean of her words, 

and no,

she is not shutting up

anytime soon.    

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