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Coastal Living / Cobalt Blue a- / – wake shaktipat
‘kundalin Cobalt Bluei’ the porch / came to / my mind – reminds me of the story: up in a mountain “holler” a woman (in this case) with a fancy sports car left parked for the day, went by other means to her job with the instruction for her live-in male; and when she returned that evening, she saw paint all over her fancy sports car. “What did you do that for?” she asked, her kundalini rising. “Well,” he replied, “you told me to paint the porch!”
all day
I’ve waited for you–
through my tears
I almost regretted
the sting of my words
in not wanting you
Blue Strings
floating. beneath the sea. my arms drift. with the pull of curling waves. i rise to the surface. take a breath. launch to shore. the blue strings. and bubble. of jellyfish. no. a man-o-war. enough warning. i step out of the water. another land creature. remembering the sea.
blue string sand
this remnant along the shore
of first Spring storm
Immortality.
Radial development,
a never-ending wheel.
Reblogged this on A Walk In Haiku and commented:
twilight …
the dance we dance
back and forth
so tranquil
in the open sea —
man o’ war
blending
into the blue
waiting
for a touch
arriving early
to watch for a time
fish tank at the dentist
crocuses bopping
to the sound
of baby robins . . .
my heart skips a beat
for new beginnings
floating up from the deep daydreams