On a dark and deserted beach
light and water entwine
in relentless tumbles;
gentle but determined waves
wash the sand
with sighs of futility.
The city’s Christmas lights,
refracted in parallel
trembling lines
of blue and ochre,
water and earth,
swell, sway,
then disappear
in the hollow of a curl,
to emerge again
in a two-step waltz.
They rock and sway
constantly side by side,
nearly touching,
yet not bridging the gap…
until they bleed and run
on wet sand
in the last notes
of a retreating whisper,
glistening brightly
just long enough
to paint a dream
then erase it.
unbuttoned or undone 
Dear Emmy,
Lovely poem, particularly the last three lines. I enjoyed this very much.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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As you painted it with words, I was thinking of how painters have struggled with showing light on water. Especially before cameras. It’s a good metaphor for ephemeral.
rjb
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It is that, just like curls of smoke. My job is easier than the painter’s though! my tools are less messy too 😉
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Dear Em
I just dropped by to send seasons greetings and to wish you a prosperous 2017
Hugs
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Thank you for the greetings Noel. I wish you a peaceful year, full of big and little joyful moments.
Hugs
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Hope you had (are having) a wonderful Christmas!
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I was very fortunate this year to have my daughter visit for the holidays. We could have had gruel (but didn’t) and still have fun just being together. So yes, I had a wonderful end to the year. I hope your Xmas was a happy one and that 2017 will be kinder than 2016 to all of us. Hugs
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Ah, this was it, Em. The Magic Pen that paints enchanting scenes with just the right words was never far. Reared near the ocean, I’ve always had an affinity for it. The often tempestuous love between sea and shore never loses its enchantment for me. You capture it so well from first line to last. Selfishly, I yearn for more.
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Thank you Dan, you are very kind. I hope to get over the silent screams and get past first drafts in the near future. It’s the plan anyway.
Happy New Year my friend.
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Thank you, Em 😊 and, a wonderful New Year to you as well. May there be Snoopy Dancing and bright mornings in the garden all year.
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May the dream stay with you. Best wishes!
Nannus
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Thank you Nannus. Best wishes to you also.
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As mesmerising as always, you paint images with words and rhythms.
Bizarrely, perhaps, this made me think of Hotel California.by the Eagles, just so much better.
Utterly enchanting.
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Hotel California… hmm. I wonder which lines.
There is enchantment in the ebb and flow of lights on the water, warping light waves on waves… you can check in but you can’t leave?
I’m glad you enjoyed this.
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Christmas lights, Emm ????? Stores have already skipped over Valentine’s Day and are peddling St. Patrick !!!
May your New Year be blessed with peace, happiness and love, dear friend. Hugs ! 🙂
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