A different kind of Sea

Submitted by Keziah Frye on Tue, 06/05/2018 - 17:26

Riding on a sea of dreams,
reality ready to burst, at its seams.
Bending the world to our minds,
discovering new places, species, and kinds.

Riding on a sea of waves,
a seagull that screeches, squawks, and raves.
Dolphins that together jump and play,
While whales moan and groan all the long day.

Riding on a sea of sand,
dividing the world between water and land.
Creatures scuttering 'cross the small white grains,
while sea lions bask with their non-existent manes.

Essays from an Adventure, Part 4: Reverie

Submitted by Mary on Wed, 04/04/2018 - 01:15

For as long as I can remember, I have been captivated by clouds. No doubt this love was greatly enhanced by the fact that I grew up in the American Midwest, where some of the most spectacular cloud formations in the world are the daily norm. Hours upon hours of my childhood and teen years were devoted to lying on the ground or sitting on a high vantage point, watching everything from cotton puffs to monstrous storm cells move overhead.


Submitted by Mary on Wed, 06/01/2011 - 02:21

They call it 'otherworldly'--

the nectar-colored sky

behind the blackened front

of the approaching summer storm...

the sunlight and the rain that come at once,

dripping gold...

the sighing of the wind among

the youngest of the trees...

the stirring of the lake

beneath the water lilies...


I laugh at them--

at the narrow minds

that speak of other worlds but cannot grasp

the wonders of their own,

who cannot fathom sun and rain at once...

or a nectar-colored sky.

White Cloud

Submitted by Anonymous on Fri, 10/10/2008 - 18:11

When I fall from the a darkened night sky,
I’m not afraid of what will happen when I land,
I do not faint, I do not cry,
I gently fall, but then I pick up speed,
I simply close my eyes,
I do not yell or shout real loud,
Instead I land on a pure, white, cloud.

I walk around and I meet,
The others who fell a while before me,
I smile and laugh with those from the past,
I dance on the cloud spinning so fast, that white is all I see,
Then to me they all bowed,
Because, I’m royalty on the white cloud.