Sunday, March 10, 2013

Sunday By The Sea


On a Sunday spree
She reserves a spot for me
In the sea which drifts away
The sky loses its fearsome glow
And breaks into an intimate smile
For the outsider to dream its head upon

There is a window where the gull can fly
And paint the firmament with his wings
Part the clouds with a psalm
Though the day is not written yet
The afternoon tastes promising

The use of shoes no longer required
Here the sea beseeches you to retire
As the wind lifts you with invisible wings
Sunset exhales upon the body

Inspired by the image from Magpie Tales & Sunday Whirl


20 comments:

Theresa Milstein said...

I love the sea. Your words capture the picture very well.

sabrabowers said...

Ahh, I like a Sunday spree. The picture is great because it looks like I could reach my hand into the water. Well done.

Heather Fields said...

Memories I have yet to make. Thank you for introducing me. If only she had a Twitter account, I could follow her every move. Funny how she is constantly in motion yet never quite changes her location. Fantastic!

Heather Fields said...

Memories I have yet to make. Thank you for introducing me. If only she had a Twitter account, I could follow her every move. Funny how she is constantly in motion yet never quite changes her location. Fantastic!

Heather Fields said...

Memories I have yet to make. Thank you for introducing me. If only she had a Twitter account, I could follow her every move. Funny how she is constantly in motion yet never quite changes her location. Fantastic!

Heather Fields said...

Sorry about the multiple comments. I don't know what happened but it seems I can't erase them to make just one.

izzy said...

I love the last verse! thanks for visiting-

Green Speck said...

I love the peace in this piece ... very beautifully conveyed !!!

Lady Whispers said...

So beautifully captured, in words :)

Stan Ski said...

I love days like that...!

Susan Lindquist said...

Yes ... a day spent on a beach spree ... oh, to rest my head upon the waves and look through that same window as the gulls ... beautiful images in this poem!

Unknown said...

A perfect day at the sea....

Tess Kincaid said...

Part the clouds with a psalm...lovely...

Karen S. said...

This was a show place of thoughts so sweetly seen by your very words of this sweet sea....upon a Sunday spree!

Rene Foran said...

ahhh take me away

Anonymous said...

Hey WG,
This poem and pic adds such peace and joy beautiful:-)

Little Nell said...

Some lovely lines here; I like the image of a gull painting the firmament and parting the clouds with a psalm - a real Sunday feel to it.

Sara McNulty said...

`thought the day is not written yet/the afternoon looks promising.' Lovely.

Emma Major said...

wonderful

~T~ said...

My favorite lines:
"Though the day is not written yet
The afternoon tastes promising
The use of shoes no longer required"
Lovely!