"sandiest" poems
Cradle my emotions in the gentlest of whispers
Lace my heart with sultriest of ribbons
Fill full my sail with the worthiest of winds
Engulf my being in the sweetest of notions
Colour me beautiful with the most vibrant of rainbows
Propel my universe into the farthest reaches
Soothe my aches with the most abundant love
Carry my vessel to the sandiest of beaches
Embed my thoughts within the fluffiest clouds
Let soar my dreams on the bravest of kites
Set my destination in the furthest horizons
Present me with life's buffet with the tastiest of bites
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
Along the city’s second longest street
At the end of its second longest month
Walked a woman, in plaid,
Lugging an incongruous antique lamp
Toward the sun.
In the desert, the dunes,
The piles of grains of sand,
Are constantly rearranged,
Redistributed, reconciled by the winds--
Are, in short, in flux--
Are never what they once were,
And never will be again.
When the wind’s favor, for a while,
Aggrandizes a particular pile,
Does it look down upon its fellows?
Does it call itself a king, and proclaim,
“Bow before me, for I am the mightiest,
The grainiest, the sandiest
Of all possible piles of grains of sand;
For I have, I am more of nothing
Than you will ever understand”?
Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 6:40 PM UTC
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Forgiving doesn't always take away the pain
As if washed away by some mythical rain
Generously applied truth is the only salve
Duel-edged and sharp enough to cut us in half
Pain-reaction, recoil, trauma response
Defensive action, budding trust is lost
This is normal human behavior
PTSD drains, Hope is savior
Catalyst for anxious dread
Water in the desert when nearly dead
Grateful hands lift life to lip
Thankful for the sandiest sip
Kindness inspires compassion and understanding starts
Enlightening dark corners in sunlight and healing the heart
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May 22, 2021
May 22, 2021 at 4:46 PM UTC
Under the grayest of skies
On the sandiest of shores
With the saltiest of seas
Did we lay.
Hand in hand
Heart to heart
Soul to soul
Nothing separating us but fear.
Let the birds of the sky
Or the fish of the ocean
Bear witness to what would be,
Two bodies becoming one
In a castle by the sea.
No place forbidden
No scar unseen
My only desire, to love
And be loved
By he.
When the sun set
The tide came in
And my love was swept into the sea.
And there was no soul
In all of forever
Quite as lonely as me.
Alone by the sea
In our kingdom by the sea.
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC