Spectacles

rock pools

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
sitting on wet stones
water feels cold on my toes
where are my sneakers

looking all around
through new rimless spectacles
life becomes quite clear 

Senryu Sunday hosted by Rall

author's note:  These two rock pools remind me of glasses - don't ask me why? 

From Cupped Hands

I cup water in the palms of my hands

  ripples of you and I cascade over

     and through my fingers...

I breathe in the sunset air to

  the clap, clap, clap of

    birch limbs...

in my pocket, thanksgiving walnuts

 a humble offering to the squirrels

   scurrying to and fro

      preparing for winter

I sit cross legged on a mossy bank

  of understanding, a gentle wind

    offers healing energies

Wild geese gather watching/listening

  waiting for nature's orchestra to chime

   in to the clap, CLap, CLaP  of an ancient

     song, creating harmony in the water

I catch a glimpse of you...soaring overhead

   the hawk, surveys the landscape below...

       I am here

         I am here

          I AM HERE

just as a deer pants for waters of life

  I too thirst for a drink of blessed water

    come sit with me, I will fill your cup

      with the songs of my heart

sharing with Poets United
 

Finding Rhythm on Rockin' Waters

pic credit - Truedessa's collection

Sometimes in life we skin our knees

  on jagged  rocks in the journey

    making our way to healing waters

Rocks of various colors and shapes

    the very bones of mother earth

      each joint holding us together

Tranquility as blue water waves

  hello, come rest your weary soles

     let your thoughts flow freely

Wash away yesterday's sorrow

   off a rocky coastline a ship

     of dreams billowing sails

Chatty seagulls tell a story

  dolphins splash offering a song

     healing body, mind and spirit

Once again finding rhythm

   with each breath of salted air

     standing on solid rock

  

 posted for dVerse - Poetics - In tune with nature

Discovering Bouyancy

photo by Toni Frissell

drowning
sea of desire
pockets of air bubbles
haunting dreams a mariner's song
drifting
~
inhale

floating weightless

cool deep waters of night

dreams of you rise to the surface

exhale

~
your words

lift me higher

whispering endearments
buoyancy keeps my dreams alive
i breathe

written for Magpie Tales #272

Rebirth

Elena Kalis

blue water

pure sacrifice

submerged my spirit floats

transcending depths reflective pool

rebirth

new hope

unsinkable

divine inspiration

red ribbon symbol of my love

I breathe

posted for the mag 182