Ebb-Tide Dreaming. Poem by Fay Slimm
Ebb-Tide Dreaming.
The shore-line calls tonight, and I oblige.
Shoes in hand, I stride drained sands
And follow ebbing tide.
Stray wisps of cloud paint dusk in sooty
Streaks, as winged flurries bring home
Solo birds here to roost.
Small waves break, ripple gently then enfold
My sandy feet in foam, puddles
Shine wet, like molten gold.
Abandoned shells lie dry in endless rows,
Oiled seaweed slips aside, as
Crabs rush, and brush my toes.
Night sky darkens, stillness fills the quiet air,
I know somewhere he gazes
At the same star, sharing.
Timeless ebb and flow allows for dreaming.
I walk contented home, sure
This place gives life meaning.
Exquisite, Fay.Love knows no barriers of time or distance. 10/10. Always your friend, Sandra
fayy this is beautiful . i have not been to the beach in over 10 years and you brought me there. really nice.
fay ythi sis beautiful. i have not been ot the beach in over 10 years and you brought me there. really nice.
A beautiful poem indeed. Nothing like the ambience and magic of the seaside, you have painted in vivid colours. Hxx
That magical time of the suns dying flight before the twilight and the night footprints left on a sandy shore erased as those who walked before but not the memories! Fay beautiful poem!
'Night sky darkens, stillness fills the quiet air, I know somewhere he gazes At the same star, sharing.' An excellent composition. Beautiful 10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 5:47:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful piece Fay...lovely thought that the one you love may be looking at the stars and moon at the same moment you are...Fi 10++++