When the Door Closes

My secret life as a poet, writer, photographer…



Relentless waves crash
Relentless waves crash
on ground undoubtedly sound.
on ground undoubtedly sound.
Water wins, no doubt.
Water wins, no doubt.


Posted for the Daily Prompt: Three Perfect Shots. I thought I’d try a different way of presenting my haiku. I’m not sure I like it; the lines seem so far away from each other. 😦 What do you think?

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Waves roll in a never-ending drum,
sometimes clear sometimes with flotsam
but always landing on sand
	 	           that pumice stone
		                    that ochre sieve
and for an hour I gallivant,
with thunder in my ears, 
so loud all thoughts disappear;
grit gathers between my toes
	         	    which scrape and rub
	         	    and sift and clean
so when I leave, I glow;
a layer lighter,
different - brighter! -
a me that’s not
but still is somewhat.

Posted for Writing 201 (Poetry) day 9 prompt: Landscape.
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Has the Tide Turned?

Fletcher Cove
La Jolla, CA

Posted in Response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Between
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O - On the Brink, a haiku

Young girl stands on the
brink of womanhood; before
her: Life, fathoms deep.


Written for the A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo
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