Me & mom ocean did today talk,
While in her caressing fingers I did walk,
She was calm today, no anger,
Only today did she show languor…
Of many subjects did we discuss,
She showed me this day no muss, no fuss,
Good conversation is what I did seek,
She gave it to me while stroking my cheeks…
I told her I wanted to come home,
To dwell again at a deep depth,
I was so tired to be amongst men & roam,
She, as usual, did calm my aching breath…
Sure glad that the seashore always gives you calm. As for me, any dip for me in mother ocean would end up very quickly in Davy Jones Locker. And, the mere sun and wind on the beach can be detrimental, not to mention getting stuck in my wheelchair in the sand. So I won't mentioned it. ;-)
Messengers on the ocean breezes. I've known their presence, and the comfort and wisdom they impart. There are two places I find the greatest focus and comfort; along the shores of the ocean and in the high mountain woods. Both are saturated with negative ions. You are maturing as a poet, bubba. Peace to you... rlc
This has got to be one of your very best!! I felt a comfort while reading what Mom Ocean was saying to you. Stick around, Ed. You have so much to offer readers here.
“Being a couple yet free is our next challenge on the evolutionary ladder. This book successfully helps us unravel the myths that block that achievement. It does it with warmth, with readability, and with balance. It recreates everyday problems and
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Always,
Deborah
Happy sea shoring to you… May you visit often.
Ron
Love ya!
Jane