By the bay

by Mark   Nov 20, 2017

It is balmy here by the bay
dally I may and sand I play;
Cuddling and muddling into a grainy puddling,
I fray away - in this; a golden day.

A scorching sky ball casts beneath
a vermilion wreath upon my sheath.
Doth it burns and churns yet above me are terns
That glance beneath - coral me they seeth.

The gulls flock in a white lustre
In a cluster paced muster,
Yet in such rank, a gap is manque and in this blank
With no fluster - I desire to soar in bluster.

To fly amidst the cloudy haze
of fluffed graze and twilight maize,
To release the strain and reign of the pain;
Of my darkest daze - into the briny bays.

Let tokens of lost love seep
into the deep where I canst weep,
Let remnants of swill be fed as brill, by powering will
To creatures that keep - secrets asleep.

Let currents drift my melting plume
Cleansing a heartened tomb of gloom
From broken sherds, whilst girds the birds
In fashioning loom - as I soak in spume.

Drying now near a neighbouring dune,
I swoon and reflect in boon
That sorrow from Algea I borrow, can wait till morrow,
As now I croon - a joyous sea tune.

Balmy indeed; this majestic bay
where dreams splay a verily pray;
That waves of oceans' bequeath notions of emotions
From burdens' weigh - one escapes by the bay.


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  • 2 months ago

    by BeautifulSoul

    I love the rhyming here, it's masterful.

  • 3 months ago

    by Em

    Just beautiful Mark

  • 3 months ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Mark - excellent !!!! Love the rhyming , layout and content

  • 3 months ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    *sigh* how wonderful Mark, I long to be at the bay! :-) x

  • 3 months ago

    by Michael

    A nice piece of writing, and escaping at times helps with the mind. As long as we don't run from things
    A nice flow, with picturesque scene
    Michael :)

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