The tide gently,
in between the spaces,
covering the shore,
clearing all traces,
that are but ripples,
From across the bay,
the call of birds,
and one unfamiliar.
as it passes by,
near the water,
I stand still,
watching a sandpiper
I breathe in the quiet.
To hear an audio version of the poem, read by the author, click on the player below.
Caught in the moment.
Hi Kurt. Thank you!
Yes, I can see and feel it all. Including the “ripples, softly lapping…”
Wonderful! Thanks Dave.
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Sandy, I’ve nominated you for The One Lovely Blog Award. See award @ http://davidkanigan.com/2012/08/15/610am-and-inspired/. I love your work. Congratulations. Dave
I love your poem. A blessing and joy to read.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Thanks Francine. I’m delighted you enjoyed it.
Beautiful painting of words, such a delightful canvas
Thank you, David. What a lovely compliment.
A beautiful poem linked to an evocative image.
You came by my blog and that brought me here. I’m happy that we connected. Lucky for me.
Hi Tom. Thank you :o)
Lovely poetry – and very special to hear the reading ~ Blessings!
Hi Robyn — thank you :o)
Lovely, quite lovely – both the poem and the audio. :)
Thanks Laura :o)
Thank you, Kelley :o)
That was wonderful! I LOVED it… I grew up in a beach town and can hear, smell, feel everything!
Thanks brinnmar! I’m delighted you enjoyed it :o)
I love the sense of the place you captured with your words…..the sounds you can only hear in the quiet. When you are out away from the city noises, you can hear those little things..like water movement or a leaf rustle or a fish disturb the surface of the water… Thanks for the sense of it.
The poem is truly lovely.
Thank you, Judy.