there is a softness
reaching across the ocean
finding its way towards the glimmer
of the silvery blue,
while rocks ripple waste-deep
and rays stretch gold, lingering
before diving at the water’s edge
vanishing from sight into the sound
and where with swiftness speckled feathers
dart to and fro searching, morsels
washed from the tide, as the day spreads
across the deep holding its breath
when hope descends its hue
over those to feel its touch
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a beautiful sense you paint here with a deft "touch" indeed. I like the way this is structured, too...


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I like the internal journey you took to describe the secrets of the nature..just heart warming piece you created..thanks..and well done my friend...
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I humble at the fact
that you have taken to read some of my poetry. Your comments are much appreciated. Frans
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Beautiful Imagery
Well Frans, you have taken me back to my days of living by the seashore and all its beauty in sight and sound. Oh how I miss the adventure I and the children would have each day. Always something new washed upon the shore. What a delightful poem you have penned for us to enjoy. You have a wonderful day my friend.
Blessings
To You,
Sandy


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Touching!
I feel all comfy & warm now after this read! It's just what I needed as I'm in a lively debate with someone from across the ocean! This is such a peaceful vision you brought me & I've been to the beach & have been refreshed with the touch of depth of your words & hopefulness! Thanks muchly!

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Thank you Kathleen
had a time getting into writing again, as I have so much to do. Be blessed. Frans
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I loved this for its personification, once again ...
for it is allegoric display of life: emotions washed on to the Rock, that merely ripples the oceanic surge while standing strong and timeless amidst the tidal ebb and flow ... Beautiful the light that sheers across the bay, with the birds imitating its golden touch and dive to depths of nourishment.
Such breathless expectation in this poem. Such awe for Dawn's hues of hope.
Love
Myra


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Thanks Myra
your comments are always enlightening. Frans
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This is just lovely, think you need 'tide'? not tied but this just elicits a sigh from me


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I so badly want
to write a poem without spelling errors!! LoL, never saw it, shows how the mind corrects as it 'reads'. Thanks for pointing this out to me. Frans
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