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An Ode to an Explorer
You waft along
Through
A weary sea;
And endlessly
I follow:
The tempest colors
Of the sun
Dwindle...spill
Like golden colors
In a till...
Gales set in...
Like Clouds
Of Rocks
And Storms
Set out
To Torment them
Time was
When no storm
Would stop you
Time is
No event
Retreives you
From
Your search
Of Nature's
Nautilus
From
Your pull
On Nature's
Compass
9 comments:
Very nice, really liked it! TY for posting.
Sugar
Exploration of our Earth, of the skies, under the sea, and of far beyond our world, this all leads to exploration of our mind and imagination. Regards, Bill.
I like how you read about someone, Nat, then respond with your poetry... who is this explorer? You'd think I could pick up a newspaper once in awhile. Nature's compass, I like that metaphor. Bea
http://beta.journals.aol.com/bgilmore725/Wanderer/
Very nice ode. I like how you paired it with the photos, kind of makes you want to travel....Sandi
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Wow, Nat! That is great! I missed it earlier! Things have been hectic here... glad you put it in CarnivAOL!!!
be well,
Dawn
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They key to living through boating is to never go so far offshore that you can't see the shore.
Great Nat!!!!
Hope you and your family have a very Merry Christmas reaping lots of blessings.
Dianna
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