Food Formation…
Hunting for their prey
Seagulls stand in formation
Waiting for my snacks
©E.D. Allee
March, 2014
pic: my collection
(in my defense, is a pic of a pic! LOL)
Hunting for their prey
Seagulls stand in formation
Waiting for my snacks
©E.D. Allee
March, 2014
pic: my collection
(in my defense, is a pic of a pic! LOL)
There is a shell beside me now,
I retrieved from the ocean blue.
I place my ear against its form,
Hearing the sounds of waves made new.
The air is laced with a delicate mist,
The wind is random and sporadic.
Gulls soar and dive with precision,
I know electric enchantment in the synaptic.
Individual grains of sand take flight,
Capsules of histories’ lasting imprints.
Evidential footprints untouched,
To be washed away by salty grips.
The feelings adrift within my core,
Align with the tides’ ebb and flow.
Calmness blankets my spirit,
Peace refreshes my soul.
I am wrapped in solitude’s stillness,
Safe upon the diminishing shoreline.
As I ponder things of old,
Swallowed by the sea over time.
©E.D. Allee
February, 2014
Pic: http://wallpaperswa.com/Animals/Birds/green_abstract_blue_trees_birds_2560x1440_wallpaper_34846ve
Old poem revision.