Long Live Love

Long-lived love is like–
Marriage is like–
Coming home to a small beach shack.

I built it.
With my hands, skills and know-how.
Outta stuff I had.

Most people can’t rough it.
It isn’t pretty to look at.
But it’s comfortable. It has everything I need.

I always wanted to live on the beach.
I am proud to live here.
I wouldn’t live anywhere but this place.

And when the storm hits?
We may have to pick up the pieces.
But. We’re gonna be here when it’s over and we know how to build.


The beach is where you can see the edge of the world.

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Sideways

This is a repost. Still like it.


There was a tentative crab
Crawling out to sun.
Dodging surf,
Sideways and unsure.

I could barely see
Against the sea,
But once I found him,
I couldn’t lose his shiny-gray body.

My head half-buried in the sand.
Body unmoved. Just my eyes.
And the light felt silvery as the sun was falling.
And my skin felt brown and warm in the silver.

GrayCrab skittered about, back and forth,
Picking up dark blades and sea offerings.
But then, he disappeared
As quickly as the shore.

Down his hole,
Back to his underground palace
Filled with treasure, shells, spells,
Beach snail friends, and wonderful tales.

See you later.

Sail Haiku

Only the insane
Would sail from a safe harbor
Crazy for the sea


Sails don’t always fly
Sometimes we all lose our wind
True sailors make waves


Sailing in the sea
Upon wooden boards and hope
Wanted: wood and sea


Sails fly high above
My troubles sink far below
Rock me down to peace


Sailboat harbor home
Only for a tiny rest
Tomorrow: the world


Towing home the sun
Bringing in the clouds to shore
Now the day is done


Here, so much I saw
Witness to what God has borne
Sea, fish, birds, and sky

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Therapy

Toes on the beach
Leaves me speechless
Lost in time
Clouds on the climb
Sky is reachless

Mind in the sand
Gives me bedrock
Found on the wave
Pain in the grave
Peace and joy in wedlock

Heart on the ocean
Takes my sorrow
Seeks a new story
Bottomless quarry
Mining the treasure of tomorrow

Uncharted Sea

2 Timothy 1:7

For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love and self-discipline.

Find what it is, or where it is, that you should be and live with fervor for God Almighty. There’s no time to do less than that.


If God is the wave
And we are the ocean
Let Him move us along
With faithful devotion

Water is deep and still until
It is acted upon by wind
It doesn’t fear, but simply responds
And that’s where living begins

You may be carried far
Be brave and take the blows
Hold on for the ride of your life
Allow the highs and lows

If you can’t raise your anchor and sails
If you can’t submit to Force
You can’t gain new ground
Without trusting the course

If you have faith in God
Look to the stars for hope and relief
You’ll be amazed at the treasures you’ll find
In sailing beyond the reef.

 

Coconuts and Clouds

Newly fallen coconuts
And cauliflower clouds
Blue-soaked sand
Hosts of shells in crowds

Sing to the birds
Call them from shore
Raise anchor and sail
And drop my oar

Meditate on waves
Sleep below the sun
Kissed by gentle rains–
Falling stars have come undone

Fish swarm
Water’s warm
Shadows form
Gathering storm

Wait for thunder, run for cover
Laughing the entire way
Joy to the bones when we make it home
That’s enough beach for today

 

Footprints

I love the story Footprints in the Sand. If you haven’t read it, go read it now. I grew up with this story on my mother’s wall. It was a pretty picture with the prose mounted in a frame. Did you know that no one claims ownership of this story? Author unknown. That’s kinda cool, too.

I know some people might think it’s cliched. But that’s only because it was so popular. Read it again though. As if reading for the first time. It’s still good because there’s a surprise. Good writing has a surprise.


There are more than just two sets
Of footprints on my beach
There are prints everywhere you look
As far as the eye can reach

One set for God
One set for me
A thousand sets for everyone else
Who has walked along my sea

I don’t do life alone
And the sand is never smooth
Loving other people
Requires one to move


Evidence of life
Is not a car/house/money
It is well-worn shoes

YuleTIDE: A Very Beachy Christmas

We found this when we arrived at the beach yesterday! Love it.

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Some vacationers must have found this washed up drift wood and fashioned this temporary art. So funny! Love the shell ornaments. It’s even got pine cones! LOL

No presents under the tree though. This beach offering is present enough, I say! What a great Christmas Labor Day on the coast.

This is what Florida Xmas looks like, I guess! LOL