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A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination.
A sig awarded for winning "The Anything Goes Poetry Contest"

A log of our magnificent journey.

June 29, 2024 at 3:43pm
June 29, 2024 at 3:43pm
#1073329
Hand in hand, we walked along the beach,
spring break some fifty years ago.
We walked and talked and laughed,
while chasing waves and scooping shells.

That afternoon delight became a steady thing,
as our bond kept growing stronger and stronger.
The touch of your hand made me quiver
when I placed the wedding band
on your finger.

Before long, three children joined us on our journey.
Then came first steps, first words, graduations,
weddings, new cars, new homes as our family grew.
Through years of joy and struggle,
the touch of your hand became my anchor.

With your hand in my hand,
we entered the realm of retirement.
Today, that sensation
still feels as grand
as it did fifty years ago
when we first met.


20 lines/126 words
June 13, 2024 at 4:38pm
June 13, 2024 at 4:38pm
#1072605
Summer breeze whispered ancient tales,
as geese gathered by the stream.
Doe and fawn wandered down the trails,
according to Nature's scheme.

With summer spirits in control,
we took heed as daylight waned.
Sensory buffet fed our soul,
and mystic melodies reigned.

We enjoyed the antics of woodland sprites,
while troubadours sang about summer nights.


Notes on the Ravenfly form of poetry
June 10, 2024 at 4:22pm
June 10, 2024 at 4:22pm
#1072440
Remembering
those brave young men
who stormed the beach at Normandy.

Remembering
those who gave their all
and never returned
to those waiting at home.

Remembering
those families and friends
who lost their loved ones forever.

Remembering
all those who continue
to sacrifice so we may be free.
June 4, 2024 at 1:52pm
June 4, 2024 at 1:52pm
#1072141
Poetry is
dancing with the language of life--
the tone, the tempo, the shades, the sounds of words,
the symphony crescendo of crimson and gold,
rising with the sun at dawn.

Poetry is
the door to discovery
opening new perspectives.


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