Longing for touch

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Wading through the waters
softly stepping knee deep
with wonder unknowing
what lies in wait
will each step be closer
to heaven
to salvation
or the whirlpool of desire
dragging us down
breathlessly alone
the heart knows no fear
love has no equal
life longs for itself
and does not surrender
without good reason
touch who we can
through words and deeds
across miles
by smiles
and wide eyes
loving the ways we may
still hope
still touch
still love

Photo – “Tidal Beach” Lewes, DE by gfs

Sandpipers

Sandpipers

Standing in a tidal pool
In sea shells and foam
Golden sunlight
Seabirds call overhead
And Sandpipers
Dances in the ebb
And flow
Of hearts come here
To wander
Some alone
Or hand in hand
Every one a shadow
On shifting sand

Dunes flowing
Sea grass swirling
Behind fences
And sandcastles
Built in a dream
Left to the wind
And the waves
To the flowing
Of time
That lives
Beyond the sea
Beneath horizons
Becoming some tomorrow

Waves wash in
And wave goodbye
Like driftwood
Never standing still
Present tense
And past time spent
Are memories of love
Life fulfilled
Forgotten till
Clouds drift into blue
As thoughts of sometime
Meant to be
An ever after dream


Photo by gfs – Myrtle Beach, SC

summer passing

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it seems
a little sad
to grow
into wanting
feelings of missing
the colors of days
shared with
flowers blooming
honeysuckle scent
and summer afternoons

lazy times tanning
not caring
of the world
its hardness
its acres and acres
of diamonds
just sandy beaches
washing away
our shadows
in the sun

wide brimmed hats
and day dreams
seabirds calling
sandpipers swift
on their feet
passing the sounds
lost in the wash
lines and waves
in the sand

sea grass
and seaweeds
tide lines
and sand castles
seashells collected
all are ways
where
the child
remains

nearer the water
the land and sky
waiting as ever
for mothers
and fathers
to show them
the way
homeward
again

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dewdrops

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where then is the heart
the one who sings of love
stories still, forgotten
long lost moments of

past familiar faces
dewdrops on the lawn
brushed by tender footsteps
silent in the dawn

day breaks into dreaming
awake to linen light
dreams that danced before
now fading from the night

her memories of always
waves washed along the shore
as tides retreating carried
shells bleached by evermore

always hearts are full of
what life has come to give
through this blessed shadow
within the breath to live


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