Saturday, March 10, 2012

sailing home

There a vast quiet.
Youll find a noticeable calm.
A nuxurious way to sip your coffee.
Up on the deck alone.

The way a morning comes out.
Like it was meant to be.
Gentle tidal splashes licking the shore.
its me floating home

nothing but the silence

hear the cars  if youre still.
easing into their beats
a soft background refrain

a crane stirs the solid waters plane
and you just realize
youre really here

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thank you so much for your thoughts and suggestions. i guess i provoked an emotion.