Paul Jones May 10

The wet, basalt sands      sing songs with the light,
mirrors the spirit      of a starry night.

21:15 - 10/05/17
State of mind: joy, comfort.

Thoughts: from memories - walking along black sands combined with Blake's line's 'to see a world in a grain of sand...'.

Question: Light and sound are both waves. We talk about composing music with sound. How can we make music with light?
James Court May 14

On the shore he perches daily,
body wrecked and curled.
Through his hand
there streams some sand,
drawn down unto the world.

Twilight sinks - he gives a wistful
glance toward the sky,
as dust and tears
of eighty years
still now adorn his eye.

Soon he picks himself on up, and
shuffles west, forlorn,
and no one knows
quite where he goes -
he's always back by morn.

He's seen a lot and lived his years
defined by time's demands,
and with regret,
like sand, he's let
his life slip through his hands.

So on the shore he perches daily,
fingers fixed, unfurled,
and for his bruises,
slowly loses,
bit-by-bit, his world.

Your desert winds blows
Across the sands of my mind
I’m wrapped in your dust

Not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing. Depends on how you view dust I suppose
Amanda Apr 27

Love is like quicksand,
It pulls you down under,
With every mistake,
and every blunder.

You trip and you fall,
Its so hard to find air,
You fight and you struggle,
but don't go anywhere.

Suffocation grabs,
What can I really do?
To dislodge myself from,
The mess i slipped into.

The walls shift and quake,
The sand starts to rumble,
and all around you,
The pit slowly crumbles.

You rushed headfirst,
Not wanting to wait,
Now look where you are,
A moment too late.

There’s just one moon for you
But countless stars to shine on you
The heavens they will dance for you
And the sun will rise and set for you

The wind will blow so strong for you
The tide will ebb and flow for you
The skies will turn to blue for you
And birds will sing a song for you

The fog will lift its veil for you
The sands of time will flow for you
The leaves will grow and fall for you
And I will live and die for you

Don Moore May 5

The sky is blue with darkly scudding clouds

The ocean turquoise just, with racing horses driven by the slight sea breeze

Wave line sand is yellow shot with blues because of crushed shells

And our footfalls lead a tortured path across the foaming wake

For here are you and I in journeys long as life does run

Our paths entwined as side by side we match our stride through life

But the tide wipes away our past as sure as night must turn to day

But although we may be momentary in this extraordinary space

A love like ours will echo on and on as each other find their separate path back to each other

And each knowing that we will meet no matter what the journey holds

And as surely as the tide must turn or sun will shine

We will never part but always be as one a shining light spearing through to our future

And then our paths will be not crossed but joined as one forever more.

Don Moore May 5

The sky is blue with darkly scudding clouds

The ocean turquoise just, with racing horses driven by the slight sea breeze

Wave line sand is yellow shot with blues because of crushed shells

And our footfalls lead a tortured path across the foaming wake

For here are you and I in journeys long as life does run

Our paths entwined as side by side we match our stride through life

But the tide wipes away our past as sure as night must turn to day

But although we may be momentary in this extraordinary space

A love like ours will echo on and on as each other find their separate path back to each other

And each knowing that we will meet no matter what the journey holds

And as surely as the tide must turn or sun will shine

We will never part but always be as one a shining light spearing through to our future

And then our paths will be not crossed but joined as one forever more.

Let's get lost on a beach, with sand under our feet,
Watch the sun go down with no one around.
You'll be the wave washing over me,
As you kiss on my private island,
Pushing me underneath,
And I'll begin,
Sinking slowly into your wild waters,
And you'll be my favorite treasure,
Pulled from the ocean floor,
And we'll become a sea of fury,
Crashing into full trust.
A cosmic collision, exploring new wonders,
And when all is done, the sound of your heart will soothe me to sleep.

When darkness meets the sea, the moon follows me,
to the shoreline,
And I fall to me knees,
in sand,
Coming undone,
Screaming to the sky,
Why?
Sitting by the ocean feeling so broken,
And as it cries, so do I.
Heavy swells upon my eyes,
Waves flow and crash inside my mind,
And my only peace is in my dreams,
Where I replay when we watched the sun sink into the sea,
Capturing moments and memories,
As I wrote our names in sand,
Then morning hits and I faze back into reality.

Solaces May 2

S A N D    S U N

I manage to out run the desert heat only to catch up to the dead desert cold.  From day to night the desert attacked me with summer and winter slashes.  Nevertheless I escaped them all. Evil wicked creatures from below.  They destroyed all of the city and left no one alive.    I would rather die out here then be killed by them.  I walked as long as I could until my legs could no longer hold me.   My face deep into the moonlit sand I passed out.  I awoke to the sun shining down on me.  It seem much brighter than normal but strangely I felt no heat from it.  I then felt to hands lift me up.  I was to exchausted to even open my eyes, but when I did I saw the moon above.  Whatever was holding me it was holding me above its head or was it.  The moon seem to be getting closer and closer.  It was still night.  I felt a surge of warmness course through my body.  It was the most fantasic feeling I have ever felt.  I was no longer being held. I was high above the desert.  Floating in the air.  Below me was a ball of light in the sand. It looked like a sun in the sand.  The ball of light then lifted off into the air and came toward me.  It flew in a circle around me and blasted off to the stars.  I was reborn. Am I in heaven?  Did I die?  I flew back home.  And destroyed the destroyer...
S.DIVERS
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