I feel calm amongst the chaos on your shore.
I feel the pull of your force.
I know it's time to visit my soul place.
I know it’s time to feel the sea spray on my face.
For Toni. The Wednesday Muse. #1
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Oh, I love going to the seashore to feed my soul.
ReplyDeleteI love the last line, the refreshing cool...
ReplyDeleteto find the comfort in the soothing, natural chaos of the rhythms that rock us, is perhaps the best antidote to it all -
ReplyDeletenice work here!
Thanks so much.
DeleteA lovely rich poem. I like that going to the ocean to find peace. And four lines are better than five or 40!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Toni.
DeleteI know it's time to visit my soul place
ReplyDeleteLoved that and the last line.
Lovely poem, Viki . . :)
Thank you, Eddie.
DeleteThis is true and lovely Vicki! So glad you participated for Toni's Wed Muse # 1, I accidentally messed up the link. Hopefully at this point it will not matter. Mr. Linky is going to take all my marbles one way or another LOL
ReplyDeleteLol, well, we appreciate everything you do. Thank you, Carrie.
DeleteLooks like a fabulous place to relax
ReplyDeleteThanks, KB.
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