These were written in Cape May NJ @ David Douglas Park. I am trying to transport my mind back to that time… it seems so distant now as all vacations/downtime does.
Upon David Douglas Park, Cape May NJ 10.9.2018
the clouds are collapsing, upon the last rays
as we spin away from the sun, passing below the horizon
the clock now turns to dawn
as we approach the time light’s passing
the flocks, have gone, to find their beds
to where? so many, just moments ago
filling the sky and shore with wings
like shadow cut outs
cast about by a child’s whim
all lays calmer without the light
night has a way of subduing sight
Upon David Douglas Park, Cape May NJ (day 2, after the remnants of Hurricane Michael came through) 10.12.2018
walking the beach alone
but there are many residents
and the constant roar
I talk to the birds
I ask them questions
I know they can not answer
I walk this beach alone
seeking fulfillment, enlightenment
from that was before
and will be after
I walk this beach alone.
This is what the beach was like the morning after the remnants of Hurricane Michael rolled through… it was pretty nuts! The day before it looked like this !
Comments, thoughts and critique is always appreciated, thanks!
Shades of My Garden 