At The Pier
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Saturday’s Cryptoquote
“I am summer come to lure you
away from your computer
come dance on my fresh grass
dig your toes into my beaches”—Orina Green


A bit or rough poetry contest for Dilly Dally. The aim was to post an unedited poem and write about something we feel and see
A bit of rough Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dilly Dally
Seventh Place
Contemplative bliss communes with the serene,
into the spirit of the placid marine crystalized in my mind.
As the sun’s reflection spreads glitter upon its open sea,
throngs milling to the melodious tunes of the guitar.
Strumming troubadour, slim and rangy toe headed youth
grins modestly as his tip jar fills welcoming spared bills
And to the sounds of the seagulls
gleeful squawk, soaring through the azure.
Beyond the pier the magician plies his trade,
tricks which awe and stun
the enthusiastic crowds gathered about.
And what lovely crowds willing, mellifluous, madrigal,
thoughtful, kind, and respectful.
Smiles abound as though the world conspires for a pleasant mood.
I inhale the familiar primordial sea air’s briny scent.
I take pause to ponder gazing out onto the vast ocean’s expanse.
How much longer can I bare this aching fulfillment
as I anxiously transpose these images and feelings
into meriting words.
Copyright © I Am Anaya | Year Posted 2024
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