A short poem about laying on the beach in complete peace
I like to listen to the ocean as I lay upon the sand. I like to hide from all my problems as I listen to the wind. I lose myself. I disappear. The sand and I are one. The ocean writes a symphony. The sand and I- we like it. We lay here and listen. There’s not a problem in the world. I like it. I like it. I like to disappear. I’m not here. I’m not here. There’s only sand, wind and ocean. I’m not here ‘cause that’s the only way to make my problems disappear. I’m not here. I’m not here- so niether are my problems. I’m not here. I’m not here. There’s only sand, wind and ocean, but my problems and I- we’re not here (we’re not here).
Very sweet, interesting with view to its form which makes it one breath, sand of sand, one entity with no interruption, with nothing to disturb.
You are quite an amazing kind of person for sure.
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
You are quite an amazing kind of person for sure.
God Bless
Michelle~