A Quiet Shoreline

Scarcer are days when the world feels so light
Boundless energy into dreaming eyes
Reflections of stars luminating night
When deep into dark fissures no fear lies

In my grateful walk is my head held high
Nothing in my way I take a sure stride
On a path of life that's more a journey
Across the quiet shoreline at low tide

Over sand still wet and firm my feet glide
Barely a trace to mark I have passed by
The dark sea only a hush by my side
Time moves as fast as the blink of an eye

In solitude I hear my own heart beat
With no good cause at all to drag my feet
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Posted: Nov 2012
About this poem:
The sonnet is reflective of a quiet nightime stroll down by the sea
on those rare occurrances when the sea is calm and all the stars are out shining brightly. I contemplate what I must do to capture this feeling and make it last in my mind.

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Fellsman
Hi yankee

This definitely my kind of walk, not to mention my kind of sonnet. You transport the reader into a state of blissful reverie which is so relaxing.

Regards

Bill wine wine
Redex
I enjoyed this poem very much in its quiet reflectionsteddybear
Ladybee42
Oh I love being on the beach when no one else is Yankee, in the night stargazing with boiled eggs in the pockets to keep the hands warm and after the storm watching the waves break their energy on the sands. Cool poem sir

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windyweatherly
Yankee I am at peace just sharing your solitude with the ocean

Last week my John and I stroll by the shores of the Pacific In East Australia and what a peaceful moment that is

Thanks for sharing
Yankee4you
Hi Bill, It is something I suppose that draws me towards the beachcombing experience...tales of shipwrecks and lost Spanish gold perhaps...although rare along the New England coast....maybe because striding along the edge of land and sea between the day and night...is meaningful by itself?
Yankee4you
Hi Red, Yes we should discover and share peace wherever it is found. wine
Yankee4you
LadyB... interesting tale about the boiled eggs...i suppose my temptation would be to eat them...haha...but hand warmers all the same....I'm glad you enjoyed...dancing dancing
Yankee4you
John and Windy, Thank you so much for sharing what I could only imagine....the Pacific Ocean.....just gives me goosebumps thinking about how wonderful a ocean it is....tip hat
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