[I shape filtered one of my 2012 Maracas beach photo for today's post]
Sun rays tickling straw hat, feet bare in the sand
Wrap wishes in ocean song, send to horizons all.
Down by the sea, where drift woods sail on a wand,
Magic of wonder is only a vast canvas of rhythms.
Mermaids flip beneath, jealous of feet bare in the sand.
Bucket after bucket castles rise, then yield to the waves.
Day dream after daydream walk the course, hand in hand.
A swell of inbreath salty, and sweet as carefree footsteps,
Press stenciled imprints, temporary as a breeze o'er the land.
Hush, noise of busy days, listen wild heart to wandering tides.
And, just follow the meanderings, of feet bare in the sand.
FEET BARE © gillena cox 2018
Good Monday Friends. ❧✿❧ leaf fall in many climes signify Autumns progress into Winter. Not so here we have but 2 seasons A wet and A Dry.
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #176, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
Blog Hopping today with
Enjoy The Music
October is Calypso History month in T&T
15 October 2016
...grain of sand