Today at dversepoets.com we are asked to write an octet, 8 line stanzas - and included is a challenge to write about a road, journey, or travel or make an 8 by 8 square poem. I could have gone in several directions, but this is what 'came out'.
Twilight's vines reach deep inside me
the sea's mood spectrum leads me home
Smooth wet sand reflects my being
in past summers' patina glow
Sea spray bathes giant rocks till clean,
birthing fresh sand in its foam's flow
Instilled when first learned starfish breathe
- echoing a chorus of ohms
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Bees nurse their new honeycomb
as against a tree trunk I lean
I look out from under its dome
Rain drips languidly from folded leaves
Willow branch fingers reach below
into a perylene green stream
Into the perfect wave I go,
for I can imagine heaven
- now without being sad, I know
