The summer sun shines
singing of the joy to come
within the new year
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Thank you. Let us hope 2026 brings joy that seemed lost in 2025.
Poetry | Stories | Photography
The summer sun shines
singing of the joy to come
within the new year
Happy New Year to all who support my blog in any way.
Thank you. Let us hope 2026 brings joy that seemed lost in 2025.
The trees whizz by us
as we travel along the
cold endless train tracks
We are passengers
on a journey within a
flying metal tin
The way we wonder
at the foreign scenery
yet, long to be home
The sound of the sea
leaving the window open
The sea calls me home
a Struggle to find sound sleep
The longing to remain close
In the small windows
we choose to survive today
Loving the small things

a rush of cool air
Opening up the window
I can hear the sea
the clear southern sky
watching the star shooting away
whispering a wish
watching the puddles
rain falls upon my regret
whispering music
a vision of blue
I recall the waves crashing.
the moonlit, clear night
imagining a lighthouse
The sea waves against the cliffs.
Sunlit afternoon
Banana Chairs and Boho
The smell of the sea
A slumbering fade
lips become quiet, and there is no malice
falling away into a nap
Thoughts process the distant Winter scene.
penniless and alone
forgoing family and friends for my words
A lost tired human
walking along rows of Christmas cosiness
wishing for pennies
Dreaming of the life I would lead with you.
lost to the four winds
feeling the nap recede into the afternoon