These Days
They
say
.
these
days
.
come
only
once;
~
These
games
.
we
play
.
meant
just
for
us;
~
We
sit
and
watch
.
the
shifting
tide;
~
We
surf
the
waves
.
savor
the
ride;
~
Winds
lift
us
high
.
though
just
so
far;
~
A
kiss
transports
~
us
to
the
stars;
~
These
whispered
words
.
we
shan’t
forget;
~
Invading
space
.
we
can’t
regret;
~
Like
sand
trails
.
with
no
end
or
start,
~
we
trace
a
path
.
through
.
timeless
hearts.
~~~
©Robyn Lee
Sorrow
“Sorrow makes us all children again–
destroys all differences of intellect.
The wisest know nothing.”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson~
In Memory
~Sandy Hook Elementary School Tragedy~
Sound Effects
“If you listen to certain photographs very carefully,
you will hear faint echoes of
laughter.”
~Robyn Lee
Free Spirit
Angelic child
Beckons me;
Soft sweet smiles
Aura: gold and free.
With reckless abandon
She skips through dirt piles;
Lips stained chocolate
Wispy wind-blown hairstyle.
Something pure
Yet something wise;
Her sun shines down hope
As she swings through the sky.
~~~
©Robyn Lee
Classic Joy
In that pure perfect zone
Excited and free,
Wet luscious sand
Meets a vibrating sea;
Senses are flowing
Sights, textures, and sound,
As he makes his great mark,
In God’s timeless
playground.
~~~~
Robyn Lee
Adorn Me
Reflecting back on days of old,
Adorned in high heels: bright, sexy and bold
Goddess and princess all tied into one
I was Queen of Sea, and Maiden of Sun
With spine and hip woes directing the show
the shoes I embrace now are stable and low
So here I spend time, with my mirrors and lens
And fondle old shoes stitched with dreams, and pretend.
~Robyn Lee
Master Plan
Minds churn,
Hearts in huddle;
Conspiring,
within a salt puddle.
United they plot, and
Bravely they face;
Their task: to make the world
a much better place.
~Robyn Lee
Joyous Surrender (a sequel)
“And when the mind finds its perfect state of joy,
the whole universe plays along.”
~ Robyn Lee
As a sequel to my earlier post Stillness, wanted to share this shot of a happy child, one of the few souls who remained on the beach as the storm approached Sunday. He seemed to be immersed in fun… and suppose it’s a good thing that lonesome lifeguard stuck around after all!! 😉
~RL
Little Me
“The reluctance to put away childish things may be a requirement of genius.”
~Rebecca Pepper Sinkler