lovenlosses

A lone swimmer
In an angry sea
A storm ahead 
A category three.

The current pulls
He’s thrashed about
He cries for help
He calls out loud. 

A fishing boat
A mile away
Heads for shore
His lucky day. 

A sailor perched
Upon the deck
Sees something there 
A tiny speck. 

Believes perhaps
Someone’s adrift
The captain steers
Gets close to it. 

The line is thrown
Into their net
Out of the sea
A boy is fetched.

Shivering, shaking
Turning blue
Unable to speak 
But, a word or two.

Thankful, aghast
His eyes tired and weak
A cup of hot tea
And, the boy falls asleep. 

Approaching the harbor
A crowd stands about
A mother is crying
Relieved, there’s no doubt.

He steps from the boat
Walks into her arms
Safe now, secure
He is sheltered from harm. 

The crew feeling humble
They’ll never forget
The boy in the ocean
A miraculous catch.

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The surfer’s dream
To ride the waves
All he wants 
Desires or craves. 

The crashing waves
Upon the shore
The mist , the salt
The draw, the lure.

Beckons him
It pulls him in
He wants to go
He longs to swim. 

The water…. cold 
The current strong
He wants to be
Where he belongs. 

The colors blue
With tints of green
The foam so white
It’s glistening. 

Another day
Another wave
Today he waits
He must behave.

The turmoil of
The boundless sea
Will wait for him
So patiently. 

He must take time 
Regain his strength 
Commune,  absorb
The sun, the wind.

Feel the warmth
The breeze so sweet
The earth and sand 
Beneath his feet.

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Out and about
Around every curve
Over the bumps
The turns and the swerves. 

An increase in speed
A few sudden stops
My stomach is queezy
Hope I don’t throw up. 

The straight and the narrow
The speed bumps ahead
The traffic light blinks
Suddenly it turns red.

The landscape quite hilly
Up and over the top
The braking abruptly
When you come to a stop. 

The cameras recording
Your approach to the lights
Yellow means caution
Whether daylight or night. 

That feeling of motion
Each time that you shift
Has gotten to me
I’m afraid that I’m sick. 

Please stop, let me out
I’ll walk home from here
I’m afraid I just need
A breath of fresh air. 

Please know that I’m grateful
For the ride in your car
But, I tend to get sick
When I travel too far. 

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Clay topped roofs
Cobblestone streets
Cafes and restaurants 
Great places to meet.

Beaches and cliffs
Waves crash upon shore
Surfers in wetsuits
Seagulls galore. 

Stores closed for lunch
For one or two hours
Taking a nap
Or picking wild flowers.

Expresso is served
Perhaps a galau 
A strong cappuccino 
Prepared for us, now. 

We’ll meet on the corner
A table for two
Let me pay, today
I want to treat you.

We’ll sit by the window
We’ll sit and we’ll chat
We’ll  talk about issues 
Some of this, some of that. 

Afternoon bliss
A walk on the beach
We take off our shoes
Feel the sand on our feet. 

Stop for a drink
Before saying good night
The sky … oh so clear 
Beneath the moonlight. 

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A marvelous day
A feeling of bliss
I look in your eyes 
You give me a kiss. 

We walk hand in hand
Down cobblestone streets
Beautiful buildings
Of painted concrete. 

Some blue and some yellow
Red and white striped
A man carries flowers
To give to his wife.

A stop at the cafe
Coffee for two
Love spending time 
Talking to you.

The noise and the chatter
Two seagulls above
There on the rooftop
I think they’re in love. 

The sunshine, a warm breeze
The smell of sea air 
We walk to the ocean
We stop and just stare. 

Spectacular waves
The foam is so white
Watching the surfers
SurfING morning till night. 

The water is cold
They’re wearing wetsuits 
We button our jackets
But take off our shoes.

The sand on our feet
Feels cool to the touch
I tell you I love you
I love you so much. 

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No home of my own
A gypsy at heart
A nomad, a loner
I’ve been from the start.

Buy low and sell high
Rent low or own
Hard to decide
I face the unknown. 

Picking my poison
Right here on this earth 
There in the mountains
Where I once gave birth.

To thousands of flowers
All growing there wild
I picked …. oh so many
When I was a child. 

A small house to live in
Some land to raise goats
To learn to read music
To make fragrant soaps.

To run through the garden
To swim in the stream
This is my vision
This is my dream.

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I’m approaching panic mode
Hurry I can’t wait
Let’s go down to the river
It’s frozen, we can skate. 

Miles and miles, the tundra
The frozen land of waste
I am feeling desperate
We’ve got to leave this place. 

The buckling, the snow drifts
We do our best to muddle through
The sky above so dark and grey
We have to push on thru. 

The wolves and the coyotes 
Bear witness… we were there
Curious they followed us
From the banks above…. they stared.

Can’t feel my feet, they’re frozen
My eyelids closing shut
My fingers are frostbitten
Someone please, won’t you save us?

We skated down the river
For hours …. who knows where
Before search and rescue
Found us lying there. 

The helicopter hovered
Dropped a rope from up above
They put us in a cradle
I could hear a pair of doves.

In my thoughts, outside the window
On the clothesline there below
Sat two enchanted love birds 
Gently swaying to and fro.

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Years of total sadness
They say, I should move on
But memories still flood my mind
By now,  they should be gone. 

All the therapy, the rebounds 
The drugs, the wine , the beer
Nothing masks my feelings
Nothing stops my pain, my tears. 

It’s no longer about you
It’s me, I should let go
I’m better off without you
Why have I sunk so low?

It’s all about self image
Reflections of one’s self
It’s merely a fixation
I know that I need some help. 

Needing validation 
That was my first mistake
Something I got used to 
But , a habit I can shake. 

I need to be reprogrammed 
For me to forge ahead
Work on feeling better
Get the past out of my head. 

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A simple case of limerence  
An obsession, nothing more
I’ve driven myself crazy
Should’a walked right out the door.

I was foolish, I was innocent
I fell in love with you
Thought what we had together
Was a fairy tale come true. 

A nervous agitation
A pounding in my chest
Was nothing but anxiety
I soon became a wreck.

Love is calm and healing
A sense of gratitude
It shows appreciation
For the things you say and do. 

What started as a whirlwind 
Was never going to last
There was no foundation
It happened way too fast. 

A loop, my mind created
A fixation, a fantasy
I need to break the cycle
Need to face reality.

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High upon the rooftop
Sat a seagull ….  all alone
His feathers somewhat ruffled 
His intentions were unknown. 

Carrying his tray of food
A man walked from the bar
With no concerns or worries
He didn’t have to walk too far.

When heading toward his table
To his horror and surprise 
A seagull on a mission 
Grabbed his burger and his fries.

He swooped  down from the rooftop 
A stealth maneuver, low and tight
So unexpected ….. the crowd, aghast
As the seagull took a bite. 

There dangling from his long, orange beak
Was the seagull’s new found lunch
A burger, some onions and  a few french fries
On a toasted, sesame seed bun

Once the dust had settled
Everyone began to laugh
“Did you see that?  He stole his lunch!
He grabbed it so darn fast!”

Unable to contact the bird police
All the man could do was sigh
The hostess then cautioned her clientele
Hang on to your burgers and fries!

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