Sunday, February 11, 2018

Poetry in Motion

galloping horses along the shore
breaking waves crashing galore
splashes, droplets, falling
absorbed without sound

a surfer catching the last wave
riding, gliding through the tube
crouching, twistin' and turnin'
later enveloped by the sea

a lone runner warmed by a low sun
engaged in a dance through sand dunes
at one with the trail
much like the surfer in the wave

a sensory sonnet of the sea
felt by an audience of me

Photo by Karen Bayley-Ewell, Wilderness, South Africa

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