Long Sandbars Poems
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Between the lily pads and soft sandbars
Lay the saturated words of idle time
Among bloated carp and feisty sunfish
They linger in a sunny dampened rhyme.
Fleet Dragonflies of thought dodge darting Terns
The silent lure adrift, a bobber’s hope
A crusted turtle suns itself alone
Atop the edge of river’s muddy slope.
The river paints its beauty on my mind
Dares me to recreate it with my pen.
I fail, my words like Egrets, standing still
My vision trapped between the now and then.
Is there no hope, no freedom from this curse
To capture nature’s beauty in pure verse.
©10/7/2022
Sometimes life can be like the sea when winds are calm, and the tide is right
we sail across the water of life.
But when the winds increase our sails become torn and tattered.
The problems and worries of life threaten to run us aground to become
shipwrecked.
As each Captain is the master of his own vessel.
Following the charts to avoid reefs and sandbars.
We too must follow our hearts and minds.
Reaching out to family and friends.
They are our charts in the sea of life.
Let them guide you like the North Star to open water.
Until the storm is past, and the winds of life are clam once more.
J. Sergi
windswept clumps of grass
beach scattered with broken shells~
gulls lift on currents
sandpipers feed along
beach scattered with broken shells~
tiny legs twinkle
shorebirds feeding on
the tides endless offerings~
tiny legs twinkling
each day it changes
the tides endless offerings~
waves wash shifting sand
changing on each day
seabirds gather on sandbars~
waves wash shifting sand
ocean reflects sky
on sandbars seabirds gather ~
sleeping in warm sun
ocean reflects sky
people under umbrellas~
sleeping in warm sun
windswept clumps of grass
people under umbrellas~
gulls lift on currents
// Note - this was the graduation poem I wrote for my daughter,
a landscape architecture major who is also a lovely poetess //
You've blessed us as you've grown from bud to blossom;
Bright sunflower and signet marigold.
A miracle of God, sacred and awesome -
A masterpiece we joyfully behold.
Now pillars of your life are rearranging,
Yet sing this constant chorus, gifted gifter:
Through rise and fall of tides with sandbars changing,
One rock remains: God is your spirit lifter.
Your life a poem of blue-eyed, sun-drenched words
With meter of precise deliberation;
Rich metaphors of love and singing birds -
The soul-soaked sounds of sweet alliteration.
Gentle of heart and generous of mien,
Sing to the tempo of your heartbeat drumming.
Pursue your lush landscapes and walls of green
As who you are and who you are becoming.
written May 2016
He has a pencil and imagination.
He sits above a marble tabletop
a commanding plateau aloft -
shadow-shades of wintery geese.
A sea swept fable
overlooked by a high stool
and a six-year-old Zeus.
Eggshells grain and creamy caps,
a crystalline surf slaps swirly shores,
blue veins score billowing stone
deep unto watery bone.
Contours of light
shelf, trench and darkling nights
there jabberwocky did roam.
A vast wave engraved realm
where pencil-thin old salts
jig, and swing
upon deck or land.
Grand fleets stand
flogging savage coasts.
Guns hammer truculent hosts
with smokey enfilades
and thick odors of bacon.
Odyssean voyages are lost
in greasy spots,
while an embattled buccaneer
spreads his buttery art across
a voluminous chart.
Then he, the breakfast boy
bends above the roving,
the erstwhile and damned,
sketches a gull or three
with a sailor's hand.
With a god-like paw
the child draws shallows, sandbars
reefs and more
swallow or befog a seascape,
while great ships converge to rescue
a bold seaman
and his bandy-legged dog.