sun tries to break through fog
city sounds fog can’t disguise
gold in her eyes
Hard to pass up this prompt for the Carpe Diem Haiku Family is Empty Beach.
Early dawn awakens
calling us to her
waves recede their motion
revealing white treasure
unveiled each saucy look
Wide eyed as a child
taking in the picture
things so tame yet wild
birds with stilt-like skinny legs
scurry dodge the flow
She knows us and she smiles
little ones on the go
lovers in their own world
the place where it all starts
hoping never for an end
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wonderous moments in the fog
fingers always clasped
bare foot momentary prints
they never seem to last
driftwood sadly bare
relics of those broken hearts
dreams , never shared
we take a walk along our beach
and reach toward the sand
she quickly reaches back at us
with her foam covered hand
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
What is there that I cannot see
peering from beneath a blanket of misty gray?
I feel a forboding in my spirit
I am not alone
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