Tuneless tinkling of windchimes
lulls me like the song of sirens.
Like a perfect picture postcard,
the expanse of the sea lies before me.
Quietly coaxing, drawing me in
to its mesmerizing depths.
It is an unrivaled enchantress.
I am listless under her spell.
The sky, too, seems enthralled,
spinning clouds into
cotton candy sandcastles;
a silent homage to its salty mistress.
I dare not rise to venture forth,
knowing if my feet touch the sand,
if I wade into those waves,
I would gladly walk
with arms open wide
to repose in a watery grave.
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Randy Baker
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Comments (10)
Beautiful! Congratulations too on your 3rd Placing as the Emerging Creator in last weeks Leader Board! Well deserved recognition!
The water definitely has a way...as do the words in your poem...beautiful!
This is gorgeous! It flows so naturally, a very alluring read
Beautifully written.
That's beautiful!
Beautifully expressed Randy, I always feel simiar to this next to the ocen, the power and beauty of it is quite overwhelming 🤍
I love wind chimes but know many who don’t! ‘Tuneless tinkling of windchimes’
Oh, this is so beautiful. That last stanza is something else. 💗
Felt like a dance, this poem. Well done, Randy!
A wonderful poem.