Beyond the Rocks
A splash of morning light
and my first cup of tea.
Oh, curiosity of what
this day might bring.
The tide is out beyond the rocks,
and I wish for some clarity.
It came by return of tide, my
wishes wasting away the day.
Photo by Gary Yost on Unsplash Written for dVerse Poets “Quadrille 129 – Curiosity”. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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15 responses to “for dVerse Poets Quadrille 129”
Beautiful poem. I would love to live on the coast!
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Some days pan out that way I suppose. But I love that early morning cup of curiosity!
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Sigh, that so resonates with my morning ritual.
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A glorious way to begin any day …. curiosity satisfied .. or not.
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My Beloved Sandra and I were on the coast of Maine (US) a couple weeks ago, holding hands, sipping margaritas, reading our respective readings and awaiting the incoming tide. Ahhhh… Thanks. Misky!
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Funny thing about the coast — you can send your worries out on the tide, but they’re sure to come back. I think I’ll send mine up in a balloon instead!
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You sound like my days of retirement! Waiting for inspiration wishing the day away~ Very nicely done. I like the metaphor of the tide!
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Maybe some days you simply have to still that stir of curiosity by watching the tide.
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Sounds like a perfect day to me! Love that tea with a splash of light.
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Lovely poem Misty
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I wish my days would begin on the shore. I am super lucky to have the woods – but it isn’t the same kind of wide open – what will the day bring – feeling.
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Oh crap I’m doing that today!
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So beautiful and stirring.
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Oh, the high tide hopes and the sorry of the return, some days are disappointments.
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Happily they’re few and far between.
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