Maybe it takes walking
through life’s fiercest heated fires
to arrive at green meadows
feel each blade of grass grow
*
Maybe it takes
enduring life’s harshest foamy storms
to revel in radiant sunshine
as it sparkles in your eyes
*
Maybe it takes
an upending, battering shipwreck
to relish salt’s splash
playing upon cheek and eyelash
***
no matter the fires
the storms or the wrecks
in your loving arms
is where I’ve found warm peaceful rest
Photography “Anchor” copyright L. Moon 2011 © All rights reserved
Wow tomorrow is the last of a month long blogging challenge hosted by the fantastic Ato Z Challenge Team. Thanks to Lee and all his crew as they have encouraged more than 1400 bloggers to do what they do best – write!
This year for A to Z challenge, I am using the Nautilus as my inspiration all month. The shell has many chambers (at least enough to fit all the letters.) You will find poetry, You will find some dark stuff (as I am attempting to branch into the horror genre), You will also see a smattering of short stories or prose (some with children in mind) others as lessons that we can all learn from. I look forward to meeting you and getting to know some talented writers over this month long writing journey. Please check over at the A to Z challenge and see what they are up to; they are a fine bunch of folks.
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Beautiful ❤ Thank you for the reminder that there will always be ease no matter the hardship.
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yes just like the rainbow at the end of a storm….
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Absolutely lovely, the photo and the poem!
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Thanks – loved yours!!!!
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Despite atrocities, life goes on. To lick the sweet sugar, we must know the taste of sour lemon.
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yes love the sweet and sour analogy both are more intense arent they???
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The extremes of life do seem to make us appreciate what is really important…a good verse to that point.
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I agree / our senses when we lose one is heightened
love when we lose one is more precious
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I just love your poem ! // Maria
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Thanks this was an easy into the homestretch poem
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Well anchored and inspiring words. Love the arms at the end.
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