Tag Archives: beach
Running free, with the wind in their fur, and salty waves between their paws. The race is on…. Stretching deep into every muscle from nose to tail, each trying to run faster than the other. Splashing and pounding … Continue reading
Spell of the Shore
Mind knots and jangles Untangled softly in a Windswept wave washed spell This was inspired by the following beautiful post….. Walking barefoot on the sand–a haibun http://artifactsandfictions.com/2014/09/28/walking-barefoot-on-the-sanda-haibun/”>artifactsandfictions.com/2014/09/28/walking-barefoot-on-the-sanda-haibun/
Dog Days of Summer
It was hot, the air was heavy and languid, and none of us felt like moving. The dog days of summer had arrived, bringing heat and lethargy, so there was only one antidote….some sea air. The dogs had been snoozing … Continue reading
The Restless Sea
The salty body of the sea Rolls in endless restless waves Pouring up from the ocean bed She lays the soft foam of her hair on pillows of stone.
A Day Dies
The earths blood flows out Across deeply rippled sand, Returning to source.
The day never ends The silky lip of the sea Simply swallows light.
Moods on Sea
The sea is a beautiful creature, she shifts and changes with the turning light, with the weather, with the moon and with the ocean tides. Never the same from one hour to the next she shows us our true nature. … Continue reading
An unbelievable array of textures greeted me at the shoreline. The wind had whipped the sky clean of all but a few whispy clouds, only their memories lingered. In the distance new clouds were already mysteriously bubbling into existence, seemingly … Continue reading
Twice every day the water of the sea runs her fingers through the sand, leaving tell-tale patterns. These repeating patterns display in clear sight some of the hidden energies within the water. Everything the water touches is changed in some … Continue reading
The breath of the sea
We walked along the restless shifting edge of the ocean yesterday. The tide was rising, covering our footprints in the sand almost as soon as we had left them. The shape woven between the sand and the sea was constantly … Continue reading