A Bead in the Bowl of a Sea’s Horizons


suddenly the sea has sunk beneath me
stomach dropped my open water rower’s ease
no land in sight adrift no freedom
in directionless dreams’ free heading
in weathering those perfect storms
the circumference has swollen to tsunami
gravitating back to envelopment
the sea as promised may feast on beads
that plead a strange perfect geometry
the sea to be left calm rippleless sated

A. H / K. H-H (1st January 2019)



2 Comments Add yours

  1. Toni says:

    Many thanks, this is a very welcome message and a good way to begin this year. May your 2019 also be blessed. 🙂

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  2. zeckrombryan says:

    Love your blog. ❤️❤️

    Hold fast, reach in;
    Draw near, reach up;
    Consider, reach out.

    Hope you have a blessed 2019!

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