As though in rhythmic tune with breeze they danced,
Bright faces smiling gaily as they swayed,
Recalling thought of erstwhile spring romance,
When young hearts went a-walking one fine day;
Beneath a cloudless cerulean sky,
A gentle zephyr kissed enchanting blooms,
As hand in hand young lovers walked nearby,
While whispered speech their precious time consumes;
In earnestness they solemnly avowed
Their loyalty into eternity;
Misfortune would their destiny becloud,
Fruition of their dreams was not to be.
Idyllic plans for future oft are made,
Then by reality to be betrayed!
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Tagged crocus, destiny, dreams, eternity, hearts, inspiration, life, lovers, loyalty, misfortune, ponder, reality, spring, walking
While walking on a lonely sandy beach,
Deserted, but for wavelets at my feet,
A gently rolling object, within reach,
For fleeting moment stopped, as though to greet;
It seemed the wavelets paused a little while,
Attention of my spirit to arrest,
Unconsciously, I stopped and flashed a smile,
Which to an innate pleasure did attest;
From whence came such delight I cannot tell,
Though that it did, I never can deny,
From deep within unconsciousness upwell,
Its authenticity let none decry;
Such mystic moments reverie surprise,
Not often, nor so easy to reprise!
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Tagged beach, delight, life, mystical, pleasure, sea, smiles, surprise, unconsciousness, walking
When rain pours
On the Moors,
Wrecks the skinned,
Bold ones grinned,
All well ginned!
Bold and Brave!!!
As darkness creeps across the Eastern sky,
The Winter Sunset entertains the spry,
Along deserted beach,
Beyond the water’s reach,
Octogenarians their stroll apply.
© Meanderings 2016
Posted in Photography, Poetry, Seasons, Thoughts, Uncategorized, Virtues
Tagged care, darkness, life, love, octogenarian, people, quintain, seaside, sunset, walking, winter
After many miles,
Traipsing, trampling, trespassing –
Black slippers retired!
© Meanderings 2015