Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Thoughts while running up and down the stairs to the beach:

There was a man who sat by the ocean watching a beautiful sunset. "I cannot stay" he thought to himself, "I have to return home and finish the list of things I have to do so I can have time to watch the sunset." And with that, he left.







Oceanside II (Colors)

Standing alone by the ocean
at twilight I watched
as the colors of waves
and the evening sky became one
in a dusky lilac and blue --
The only thing that was different then
between sand and the waves and the sky
was then no longer colors
but a difference of textures;
and it occurred to me then
that everything we, beloved and I
disagree and fight on at times
is really the same, so why don't we just see
our lives as a difference of textures.
and I realized then, my brother and I,
I can no longer fight you, it's not worth this hatred
we're just really not that much different at all.
But I did not have for this new idea
a pencil or paper to write on;
so I scratched it in sand,
and then after the tide
had come and had washed it away,
inspiration had left, I'd forgotten my thoughts
and my world is now still as it was…


© Jon Bohrn (1998)


Important for birds: Whether you have flipper feet or claw feet, it's important, either way, to tuck them in neatly while flying.




seagull

Throw
yourself to the sky,
your perspective
blue-and-white spaces
your time
a next meal
bitterly fought for
and I wonder
who in your flock
watches out for you.


© Jon Bohrn (2003)

1 Comments:

At 2:29 PM, Blogger Pris said...

Welcome to the world of blogging. You're off to a great start with these photos and poetry! I'm going to add you to my links on my blog. Hope that's okay.

 

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