THE SEA...AND ME One Shot Poetry

The Sea and Me

One Shot Wednesday is where 

We gather to speak poetry. 

Write a poem. Join us. 

Fun begins Tuesdays at 5pm, EST.

DANCING DOLPHIN

THE SEA...AND ME
 

Light peeped once
from clouded eastern sky
like a blink
Day had just awakened.

Miles stretched each way
From proud, quiet bay

To immensity of sea.

THIS! for lone Peep--me

Barely discerned, that flash of first-light
As were--as if being switched on.
 

To muse of rosy fingered heavens

In number of thousands
Swam splashing silvered minnows
 

Next, in silent awe I saw a dolphin
Followed by two more seeming
To rise and fall in unison

Sliding under and above

Happy and free at home in the sea
 

Absorbed totally in my musings
I began almost not hearing bird-songs

JOY flowed through my veins

Into my heart--overcame!

No description

Possible

Still delightful frolicking porpoises
These happenings in near-silence

Earliness of it all first caught my
Attention, until silent sounds of nature
Brought me into this one reality:
Today, I have not had a drink. 

Neither had I to even think
about it. 

Mine is to wait--and
Be ready for God's next move
In my life...and yours!

--steveroni  

CRAZY? WHO? ME?

One week ago I created another blog, and tried it for four days. 

It did not work, because It was (click) NOT ME. This post is stolen 

from that blog, from myself.  Wonder if that is legal? 

Maybe I can sue myself and buy a new HARLEY!

BREAKFAST FOR TWO BY THE SEA--

BY THE SHINING SEA

We met to break fast
In shaded sunlight
Of a coastal morning.
It would not be our last
Together time.

Long years passed since
The beginning friendship
From our first "Hello".
Our first "Yes!"

Then it happened
An immediate smile
As her laughing eyes
Searched my own.

Now, our pair of two peepers
Peered one into the other
In a manner of seeking, learning.
Happy-faced others were leering,
Their knowing brows all arching.

On a wire high over,
Tweeting birds were marching
In orderly fashion
To the rumbling beat
Of distant rolling drum.

Thunder of an approaching
Storm...

Wonderfully pleasant, that view!
The birdsong, coffee and cake
All our enjoyment. We saw
Ducks, swan, fish and lake,
And beyond that the deep sea...
So colorfully covering all its treasure.
This not the time to measure pleasure.

We shared love which told
One to one, oh! so bold
What our minds thought
What our souls desired.

As rain began gently dropping
Onto the deck, the place beneath,
We spoke on and on
--Smiling, loving,
Until all of time wrapped itself
Into this single, blissful moment

And we allowed all who found
Us--we, who found a happiness,
A joy in our meeting,
To make their assumptions,
Live their own lives.

As if they really cared.
As if we care.
 

We care!

--steveroni