posting poetic prose
29 Aug 2019 3 Comments
in quadrille, Uncategorized Tags: beach, clouds, dreams, foam, sand, seagulls, surf
Lillian at dVerse invites us to write a quadrille (44-word poem) on the most beautiful word in our language: tranquility
adirondacks sit on
porch of beach house
surf flows in, lightly froths
foam over fine sand…
sucked back to sea,
leaving castaway shells.
seagulls perch on pier…
launch upward in lazy arcs
where white clouds float,
billow, accumulate into
tranquil dreams…
of sunny tomorrow.
photo by lynn
30 Apr 2019 12 Comments
in haibun Tags: beach, boardwalk, dunes, picnic, sand castle, seagulls
Linking to Gina’s picnic themed haibun prompt at dVerse Poets…
Camping near the beach, we plan a picnic lunch to the enticing sound of surf. The cool morning sea breeze has acquiesced to the gentle sun’s insistent warming. We pack water bottles, ham, cheese & lettuce sandwiches, chips, sugar cookies, and mandarin oranges into the yellow backpack. We pull on swimsuits, grab thick towels, sand implements, and two shapeless sack chairs for us parents.
In sandals and flip flops, we traipse across hot asphalt parking lot, zigzag along boardwalk down the grassy dunes to the beach. Happily off-season, we take our time choosing just the right spot on the uncrowded sand. Mom and Dad commence to read or nap in the sun while sons eagerly deploy tools for building the world’s greatest sand castle near the water.
southern vacation
keep sand out of sandwiches
seagulls beg for crumbs
photo by lynn
04 Jun 2017 4 Comments
in haiku Tags: crab, ocean, seagulls, waves
A haiku on “perpetual motion” for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai reprise…
ocean breaks in waves
seagull sentinels keep watch
foam washes up crab
photo by lynn
24 Feb 2017 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: Kemah, seagulls, waterfall, waves
source: CDHK
kema-cho, japan
hear gently falling water
whispering to leaves
photo by lynn
kemah, galveston
seagulls on boardwalk
soft waves lapping pier
09 Feb 2017 20 Comments
in haibun, quote Tags: apples, gold, seagulls, silver, words, writer
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.
photo by lynn – Galveston beach
24 Jun 2015 2 Comments
in cascading haiku Tags: beach, seagulls, spray, starfish
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
Posting this cascading haiku in response to CDHK prompt today.
a poem in my pocket 
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