Through oceanic distances,
where clouds shrugged
hollow sails, to drift on
wave-soaked winds, as
sky birthed currents brave;
so did the heavens open,
touch sandy edge of time,
wash swirling froth eternal,
carve coasts from cosmic
stage; and in the doing,
open, the way to reach the
stars, as sun in glittered
surfing, rode cosmic seas
portrayed in ancient, mystic
searching, where angels
danced and played, and
where the senses revelled,
in dreams and fantasies,
of worlds beyond our reach,
of skies which help us dream.
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Surprising conceit
where clouds shrugged
hollow sails, to drift on
wave-soaked winds, as
sky birthed currents brave;
so did the heavens open,
touch sandy edge of time,
wash swirling froth eternal,
carve coasts from cosmic
stage; and in the doing,
open, the way to reach the
stars, as sun in glittered
surfing, rode cosmic seas
portrayed in ancient, mystic
searching, where angels
danced and played, and
where the senses revelled,
in dreams and fantasies,
of worlds beyond our reach,
of skies which help us dream.
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Surprising conceit
Such a sparkling dazzle of a beach day here, so full of the sense that heaven is here. What a surprise, to look down into the waters and see paradise! What joy! Finely crafted; what it images is such an inticement to dream.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful, seems like heaven!!
ReplyDeleteI admire the cosmic creations, the birthing of imaginative world ~
ReplyDeleteThis flows like waves upon an ocean.. I like the merging of the space and seas.
ReplyDeleteThis is right up my alley as the ocean is everything to me. Lovely
ReplyDeletebeautiful imagery in this. I live far from any ocean, but whenever I have had the chance to see the ocean, I am swept away by its wild beauty.
ReplyDeleteA mythic tone creates a dreaming world within the reader's mind. Your diction excites and the ebb and flow delivers. An imaginarium I'm happy to visit!
ReplyDeleteThis made me think of how the sea calls to our adventurous spirit, and perhaps the heavens call to tomorrows boldest explorers
ReplyDeleteOh how wonderful this is. I love the ocean and don't get to go as often as I like. But this poem just has all of it - the rhythm is like watching the waves, the sun, the mystery and the eternal "cosmic creation". I would call this beautiful conceit. Well done. Also, Hayes Spencer is the google sign in for Kanzensakura.
ReplyDeleteThis works beautifully for me!
ReplyDeleteI love that last line!
ReplyDeleteYum! I'd love to visit too.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]