View From The Edge

Soft sands

Rolling ocean

All mine, to keep to myself

I could stay lost here, forever

calming breezes

Soaring gulls

Setting sun

*

Staring outward

Mindless drift

To be caught in the current

Rocking back in her wet arms

Orange skies

Purple clouds

Picturesque landscape

*

chilled waters

Rising moon

Soon will appear, a starlit map

Of all the worlds far away

Closed eyes

To remember

Easy living

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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