In a hollow
Etched out over time
We take shelter from the wind
This is our shelter
Safe haven!
Yet...
Even as I lie here beside you
I can feel sand
Peppering my skin
And I realize
That my skin is awake!
Life is good
Inside this hollow
Built for two
Life is good!
Grasses blow wildly
Wind whispers voices
Sands become dunes
In this hollow
Etched by time
((HW)/May 1,2007)
brings back menories of younger days the dunes that hid us from the gaze of others on the beach. Love your poem it`s a peach. love archie
Yeah, it's a very tactile poem isn't it? That feeling is unmistakeable. I'm imagining a fairly overcast but dry day for some reason. Am I close? Ez
Dee, Such a beautiful thought, a feeling, to hold each other close, perchance ... but, when that sand gets in your underpants, you can forget about romance! B.V.A.
ahhh.. wonderful sensory piece. I can almost smell that sea air and feel the cool breeze! -chuck
Thie reminde me when we were kids... playing in dunes and making hideouts... Great work D... R.
It's hard to find such a place of sanctuary in the modern world. The sense of escaping is very strong in this Dee, and it's a very appealing notion. Great idea very well expressed - stripped down to the essentials, both poem and theme! The best to you, jim xx
I love the safe haven idea. It was a great poem Dee: -)
Gorgeous Dee - I love the idea of your skin being 'awake'. Hugs Anna xxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is pageantly beautiful work, my dear...The imagery is radiant & full of verve... Can almost feel that last grain of sand in the heel of my beach sandal........lol! FjR