|The ocean's steady heartbeat
ideas percolating as surf bubbles,
retreating and entreating
an endless charm offensive.
Blues and greys dance across waves
in a mottled reflection
of the clouds scudding far above,
and in the abandoned chaos of nature
lies peace and inspiration.
A Creative Retreat
Posts from This Journal “poems” Tag
I’ve got a few poems jotted down that need a second (or twelfth) look before they’re ready to share, but this one is unlikely to become…
My shoulder muscles tense, instinctive reaction to a threat. I'm not okay. My fight or flight response a bone-deep warning to avoid…
Like a rough pencil sketch, a dragon's head materialised from the clouds, the edges blurred in shades of lead and cream against a background that…