Waves whisper a cadence soft and free,
gliding forward, lingering, rolling back,
as sun beams dim and fold beneath the sea.
Seagulls swoop white wings so feathery,
dipping downward, soaring, as black
waves whisper a cadence soft and free.
Shadowed palm trees sway in the breeze,
bowing down, billowing, and whack
as sun beams dim and fold beneath the sea.
On horizon’s bed a ship sails carefree,
buoyantly bouncing, gliding, as off-track
waves whisper a cadence soft and free.
Gray cloudy wisps stretch in mystery,
languidly looming, searching, but lack
as sun beams dim and fold beneath the sea.
A gate clinked open amidst a rocky lee,
beauteously inviting, summoning, while black
waves whisper a cadence soft and free
as sun beams dim and fold beneath the sea.
Tag: sunset
The Glow by L. M. Montes
At half sunrise and half sunset,
a low light of heaven predawn or preset,
gives pause to one’s thoughts,
of pre-day or pre-night,
reflection abounds and growth is met.
Cherish the moments of heaven’s glow,
when quietude erupts and silence so low,
smile, drink coffee, enjoy the time,
those moments, so precious, do flee,
so day and night can grow.
Inner Power
The Sky from My Kitchen Window
Evening
Twilight comes but once a day,
The sky turns raven black,
Grass and flowers yawn away.
Stars step out to blink and wink
While the moon man smiles back,
A look that only heaven thinks.
The tide rolls in to eat the sand,
While couples stroll along the beach,
Arm in arm or hand in hand.
by L. M. Montes
Growth
Sea Breeze
My Husband and Me
God’s Painting
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