Friday, September 6, 2013

Communing with Ocean, part two


You are lured in by
the tree-framed view




to stand on the rocks
and breathe


to kneel by water's edge
and admire.

It is good to disappear
into such grandeur

xx
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  1. skanny17September 6, 2013 at 8:50 PM

    Memories of Ocean Point near Boothbay, Spruce Point near Rockland, Acadia and scenes along the way. Lush and golden, I see the rocks and beach stones as treasure. The ocean as a mirror even when it rages and the outcroppings and points and bays simply nature at its best. We only have a week a year there, but it makes the other 51 go a little faster! Janet Clare aka F.

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    1. Sharon CreechSeptember 6, 2013 at 8:52 PM

      Ahhh, yes, same territory, same feelings . . . xx

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  2. MalyssSeptember 7, 2013 at 7:16 AM

    To disappear into it means becoming a part of it, and feeling good and free..

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  3. BirdmanSeptember 7, 2013 at 10:08 AM

    ... more magic of the Maine coast.

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  4. VieraSeptember 7, 2013 at 1:30 PM

    this view is is breathtaking...

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  5. Sketchbook WanderingSeptember 7, 2013 at 6:13 PM

    Oh, Yes! to the grandeur that you describe... I will never take it for granted...I can see how much you love it...

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  6. ZucchiniSeptember 7, 2013 at 7:59 PM

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  7. ElenkaSeptember 8, 2013 at 12:06 PM

    Ditto what Sketchbook Wandering said....
    Just wish the winters were a tad shorter.

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  8. Jess StorkSeptember 13, 2013 at 11:28 AM

    This poem was like a little vacation I took in my head at work. Thank you!

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