Unspoken Message #poetry

fog

Does your hem leave a message

“I was here” in the dust

one last passing memory

a soft remaining touch

 your hand ever steady

sweep the last of the day

fingers part foggy mist

like a scene in a play

as our lives ever on

there is so much to say

but to friends it’s enough

gentle kiss blow your way

The prompt at A Prompt Each Day: Through Thick and Through Thin just seems what friends are and what they do…

I am grateful to each of you for the gentle words you say, the laughter you leave behind, and the Smiles!

Lost in the Fog #photography #poetry

solemnbeach

The goal of the challenge at Carpe Diem is to take the Tanka (written by Takuboku) as an  inspiration for a Tanka:

On the white sand
Of the beach of a small isle
In the Eastern Sea
I, my face streaked with tears,
Am playing with a crab
(c) Ishikawa Takuboku
Dragging my feet
my hopes and dreams have sunk
mournful horn
no treasure in the fog
stench of seaweed
Photography  © L. Moon 2013

Our Beach #oneshotwednesday

Early dawn awakens

calling us to her

waves recede their motion

revealing white treasure

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unveiled  each saucy look

Wide eyed as a child

taking in the picture

things so tame yet wild

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birds with stilt-like skinny legs

scurry dodge the flow

She knows us and she smiles

little ones on the go

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lovers in their own world

the place where it all starts

hoping never for an end

passion gives  its spark http://wp.me/pDORj-1GI

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wonderous moments in the fog

fingers always clasped

bare foot momentary prints

they  never seem to last

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Seashells never found before

driftwood sadly bare

relics of those broken hearts

dreams ,  never shared

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we take a walk along our beach

and reach toward the sand

she quickly reaches back at us

with her foam covered hand

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I grew up and lived at or close to the beach. The world there is free, clean and wild. It always beckons some of us back for more.

Please join us for a walk with others in the world of poetry at One Shot Wednesday