perpetuum mobile

A haiku on “perpetual motion” for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai reprise…

 

ocean breaks in waves

seagull sentinels keep watch

foam washes up crab

 

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photo by lynn

sound of water

osaka

source: CDHK

 

 

kema-cho, japan

hear gently falling water

whispering to leaves

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photo by lynn

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

kemah, galveston

seagulls on boardwalk

soft waves lapping pier

sterling elocution

 

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver. 

Like Solomon, who wrote these words, I find soul satisfaction in beautiful speech.  As a writer, I search for delicious words to be framed in serendipitous syntax.  I hope to pick ripe thoughts, artfully arrange them in woven-word baskets and serve a taste of lingual delights.  I admire skilled poets and appreciate how different poetic brushstrokes reveal textured perspectives; unique angles on life’s truth.  Flighty images of the mind settle to roost in solid words. Sentinel ideas on signposts outline silent spaces for contemplation.  Hand-in-hand, we meander world with senses alert to the wild call of hurricane winds or the fresh whisper of gentle breezes, then collectively record richly scripted delicacies for our hungry souls to feast on.

*Proverbs 25:11, BRG
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photo by lynn – Galveston beach

at the seashore

 

stroll down sandy beach
wind lifts hair in rippling waves
feel salt spray touch face

feel salt spray touch face
seagulls fight over starfish
sound of wings flapping

sound of wings flapping
gulls hover until sundown
beachcombers keep shells

 

photo by lynn

photo by lynn


 

Posting this cascading haiku in response to CDHK prompt today.