come walk among the driftwood
where carmine cloud weavers
fleeting flamboyant flickering
oleander opus
lulling light
anemone awareness
someone blew into
the salt
lived utterance
escapes
only the flapping wings
of a bird
copyrights Rian April 2025
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Mourgana of the Fey (
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- Category: Spiritual
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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A snapshot of the beach. I have been there many times in reality and mind. A most lovely poetic picture cast here. Metaphor of drifting thoughts
Thank you for sharing your words and reflections on this piece, most of all it is about water , greetings and blessings
R
A gentle stroll along the beach in peace with your drifting thoughts, enjoyed the read
Thank you for reading and leaving some words, much appreciated! Greetings and blessings,
R
You are very welcome
Great write
Thank you Tony!
You're welcome
Welcome to MPS 🙏🏻🕊
Thank you Argios!
You’re Welcome 🙏🏻🕊️
I can see that bird, seagull maybe?, barely escaping the swell of the wave. Wonderful oceanic poem, my friend. I can smell the saltwater in this. Brilliantly penned. This easily gets a fave 🤩 from me. And, oh my, welcome to MPS. Very much looking forward to reading more from you, Rian! 🌹👏
Thank you for the kind words and reflections on this piece Tristan, glad you enjoyed this. Indeed in this case it was a seagull. I saw two huge sea guls fly after my morning walk so I guess this image stayed with me. Have a lovely day!
You are most welcome. Excellent. Well, you planted them firmly in my imagination. Thank you for the ocean view!
Walking along the beach Rian can bring so m uch joy to our lives.
Andy
Thank you for reading and leaving some thoughts on this piece Andy!
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