WINTER SEA
for Isabel
When I feel at sea
And winter has undone me
I go to the sea
And let the waves admonish me
Aging is just one
of many memorandums
I cannot still long
And let the past encompass me
The waves lick my boots
The kingbirds flitter boldly
You cannot be old
The little creatures counsel me
Give in to the calm
What’s outside is foregone
The damage is done
Let winter light recover me
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3 comments:
Oh thanks!!! It was like being on the sand listening your thoughts...
I entered you blog through Isabel's, I really liked this poem, came already three times to read it!
I like to come and see the images, read your long texts by pieces, I like the place and the feeling,
may winter light recover us...
kind regards from barcelona
vanessa
Ah well, a poem sometimes comes easily when the object in Nature is so strong and beautiful. I am always recovered by a winter sea.
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