Silently standing
Solemnly swaying
Subtle scents surrounding
Seductive seashore swells, surging, soaking
Solitary seagull soaring, seeking sustenance
Sand sifts slowly
Spiraling seashells scattered
Salty sea spray splatters
Surf's soulful sublime symphony.
Sun slowly setting
Spectacular summer solstice splendor
Saturated scarlet shades serenading shorelines
Sailboats softly skimming
Seamless sky surrenders sunlight
Shimmering sequestered sanctuary
So seize such splendid scenes
Savoring serene sights
Surrounding sweet stillness
Soothing Sacred space
Sustaining spirit
Singing silence
About the Creator
Kenn Lyon
Magic is in our everyday lives, in nature, animals, people. I give my characters and stories a "little something extra" to spark your imagination. I hope my stories arouse a sense of wonder in you and kindle the excitement of being alive!
Full Contentment
I saw a turtle with its shell against the sun—soaking in the pleasantries that drifted along the mellow winds. The turtle's little head was held high, eyes closed—not in smugness—but in full contentment. I wished to be that unbothered as I walked by hastily, even though I had no destination impatient for my arrival. The turtle on the rock by the rippling water gave me hope, something to look forward to—that I too could be that content if I allowed myself to be, with my head held high, and no worries to speak of. So I continued my walk at a slower pace and the turtle continued to sunbathe in bliss.
By Andi Leigh6 days ago in Poets
Dog Number 13
May 15, 2023 Strange things are happening. Good-strange, bad-strange, and strange-strange. For starters, me and all my litter mates are able to stand. Some of us can even wiggle around in a clumsy manner. I say wiggle because it isn’t quite walking but it isn’t quite crawling. We just sort of stand and wiggle and fall and take a few steps and then crawl and then get up again. It is in this manner we are able to move around to some degree and explore our surroundings. Naturally we cannot go far. Which is ok, I suppose, because I am very small and I need my mother for food and my siblings to keep me warm and I feel very loved and comforted by them in some way, so I don’t know why I would need to go very far. Having four legs, I must admit, is very strange. It is not a surprise to me that it is challenging to coordinate them to move in the order they need to move. But I can get around a little bit, my eyes can stay open for much longer periods of time now, and it is easier to understand what is happening. So this is new.
By Morgan Longford3 days ago in Chapters
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