facing the sea
when on the sandy shore, I look out to sea. it's restlessness says more than solid land to me.
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querulously
The introspective silence of winter's muffled snow inspires me to travel south so off to the beach I go!
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This Place
here there are no wounds, no scars from past assaults. here is where the healing is smoothing out all faults.
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quaintly quirky quadrille
All the shore's a stage, with only the waves to watch, their rippling applause, with a moment's pause, as the sea comes rushing back.
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RE: quaintly quirky quadrille
mastering the paraphrase, taming adjectives cleaning up the clutter where the writer lives.
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faring on the sea
Restless on the land means work, restless on the sea? A perk of vacations blithely sailing, whatever breezes are prevailing.
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RE: quadrillerie
when I hear the palm trees clatter like wind-blown castinets, their clicking rhythm takes away all sorrows, all regrets.
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RE: quadrillerie
sand soothe weary back salty water heal wound
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RE: quirky quadrille
I used to dance on the stage, now I dance on the shore I danced there because I love applause but I love the ocean more.
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sound track
waves are this world's prompters little echoes of what should be whispering, when we lose our way, "just listen to the sea."
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Prevail in me
Peace, calmness of the sea Come, I bid you come Do not stray amidst all chaos Come, I plead, prevail in me
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quadrillerie
rush to the beach as each wavelet wets my feet
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quadrille
here they advance embracing the shore, then lacy and flirting retreating once more.
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quirky quadrille
Wave to the waves as we watch them dance, tossing their heads, graceful in trance. Pulling us in with their dashing and splashing, Brightening the beach as they flash in the sun.
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at the point
rocks, wavy with green algae, drift outward in the bay. hiding a feast for sea birds, in their contrary display.
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RE: quadrillerie
this unsure world and unsure land I wish would offer me some small part of what I feel near the sea's serenity.
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RE: Prevail in me
sleep replace in me this death (fear)
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our quadrille
Above the sand a storm is in the sky and a worried gull goes flying by. The rambunctious friends won't listen to his wisdom; they shout unabashed, "This is our kingdom!"
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RE: our quadrille
lightning exciting the bleached shore a lobster retreats expecting nothing more
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RE: RE: our quadrille
stormy flashes on the sea light show above black waves. if rappers had effects like these they'd always play to raves.
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RE: RE: quadrillerie
serene siren song (along this) sibilant sea, shore
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RE: our quadrille
Such a plethora of textures, this land of sea and shore. where any eye can taste and see the bounty of its store
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RE: our quadrille
wisdom's schism in- decision
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our quadrille part 2
We are dancing and singing and laughing and playing. Our feet kick up the sand as we dance; one woman and one man.
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our quadrille part 3
We've been best friends forever, living in our beachy homes. Leaving driftwood fires and sand castle endeavours, would be like a bath-hot ocean with no foam.
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