Dec 14 2007
Sand, Silt, and Silica
Since I will be writing a larger recap-type post on Saturday or Sunday, I decided to post this poem that I wrote on Tuesday evening, while watching the sun set as I sat on the beach at Carslbad, CA. Enjoy.
Sand, silt, and silica
Coat the ground
Run between my toes
And
Cover my clothes
Birds squawk
Pick at the surf
As waves crash
And
The sunbeams dash
Behind the horizon
Yellows, oranges, and reds
Fill the darkening sky
And
Temperatures go to low from high
Breezes whip about
I breathe easily
The cool winter air
And
I’m suddenly without a care
The rush of sounds
Approaching night
Beach all at ease
And
Rhythmic patterns bring peace
Emptied of people
Yet full of life
The coast sings aloud
And
The Creator is proud
Not because of vanity
But in the knowledge
That I now sit here
And
We both hold this place dear.
APN
Copyright 12/11/2007
