stevelinebaugh
UP,
High and rising over the next
Silky emerald swell
And down in the valley
Watching
Fins beneath,
Fish all around
Rising up
High and rolling, over
Soft, transparent walls
Danger is just a thin plastic
Kayak
A minimal separation
The pier
Patrons safe on wood pilings
Watching from a far
DOWN
Into the valleys
Rich and full of life
Afraid
But no one knows
The sound of petulant waves
Cascading
Rising and falling
With the blood
Up and down the spine
A silence
Separation from the shore
And anything solid
Or safe
UP
High and rising over the next
Impossible wave
Trust in God
Trust n plastic
Beneath us
The depths of water
Wait
To take
Foolish enthusiast
Feeling a bit too safe
Beautiful. Thanks for sharing
A very good poem and artwork.
Thank you for your kind words
You are very welcome.
Good to see you posting Steve. I love these words. Very relatable.
Thanks Carol,
It’s been a great struggle but i”m so close to a breakthrough-any day now
I am pulling for you Steve, you can do this. 🙂
Thanks-how are you? Getting back into the swing of things? I plan on getting back in full force just biding my time.