pastel pebbles parade the shore
a waiting the kiss of the surf once more
glistening they proudly stand
in rainbow hues upon the sand
on the horizon I see the sail
of a single ship in the mist so pale
it courses through the surging sea
I picture you coming back to me
LIKE THE
like the sight of the sun
on the ocean
or the smell of a rose
in the wind
a charm like the spell
of a potion
the crashing of rivers
last bend
like the beauty in rising
each new day
or the view from a
mountains peak
the star that shines through
the gray
the calmness that nature
can keep
like the colors that stream
thru a rainbow
or the depth of the
oceans grey blue
and what will come
of tomorrow
one more good look at you
HERE IS MY CONTRAPUNTAL POEM
pastel pebbles parade the shore
like the sight of the sun
on the ocean
a waiting the kiss of the surf once more
or the smell of a rose
in the wind
glistening they proudly stand
like the spell of a potion
in rainbow hues upon the sand
the crashing of rivers
last bend
on the horizon I see the sail
like the beauty in rising
each new day
of a single ship in the mist so pale
the star that shines through
the gray
it courses through the surging sea
like the colors that stream
thru a rainbow
I picture you coming back to me
one more good look at you