From the moment it’s first smelled,
The salted scent of the sea,
For time infinitum, of life on the lee,
That life with the sea upheld…
Sounds of a pelting sea,
Against rocks & beach,
Her scent an overpowering aphrodisiac,
She brings with her all manner of debris…
As a child one does of the scent learn,
If thee leaves the sea, for the scent he does yearn,
Till the day he returns, his nostrils then do burn,
Of that scent of his childhood, to his home he does return…
© ed 7/16/09
Um you do realize that writing about water........
:)
ME
Blessings ...
I am not very well traveled, although I do look like I have been dragged down the road for many miles LOL
Great write, I enjoyed
PS: " Her scent an overpowering aphrodisiac "
Living by the sea what did you do when Oscar Mayer died
All wieners were to be at half mast?
The Buzzard
In Spirit,
Bear
Wow, you better stay home today, and take a cold, fresh water, shower.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Now, 67 hours again...that's not too bad as times flies! Me waiting too!!!
EDvard(k)
I sure do miss it being close to me
counting the days...3 more;-)ET
Al
Be always safe,
Karen