Thursday, October 24, 2013

Sea And Semantron


I haven't traveled to
A silent island, or found
Sound frozen in unrung
Bells, but feel the sort
Of roaring order quells,
Quiets into footprints
In the sand and watch
As care and fear
Run out of land.

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9 comments:

  1. Nick WilfordOctober 24, 2013 at 1:38 PM

    Seems to evoke a tranquil moment. Very nice!

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  2. Remembering GraceOctober 25, 2013 at 3:53 AM

    I can just hear the sound of waves crashing against the beach, loved this poem!

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  3. Starting Over, Accepting Changes - MaybeOctober 25, 2013 at 5:26 AM

    That is lovely, Geo. We all need moments like that.

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  4. JonOctober 25, 2013 at 5:36 AM

    "Sound frozen in unrung bells"....I love that!

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  5. MargieOctober 25, 2013 at 12:24 PM

    Peace and tranquility comes to mind.
    Love this writing and great photo too.

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  6. Mildred Ratched October 26, 2013 at 11:46 AM

    For some reason your words remind me of the shoreline in Ireland.

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  7. MimsieOctober 27, 2013 at 3:42 AM

    I feel restful after reading those words...pure peace.

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  8. Susan KaneOctober 31, 2013 at 5:24 PM

    Have found my own place like this.

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