If you do not find the mellow in the word happy, in the so called present, you might never find it.
Look for a bridge and cross it!
When you have to stand against the wind, stand tall, but always bend from the force of a typhoon.
Dreams are color lightning, ripened glass and solar storms you should always write down or sketch.
“Books are friends for a sandy foxtrot.”
(Réplique sous la direction de Optivion)
circa 1914 or 2014?
We swim upon the bounding
Inside the blue leviathan
Heard the empty liquid crashing
Salutations to the sand
Sleepy Rolling vast!
Smooth the surface when the moon naps
“Splasharamabuckling!” Harmony of a storm
“Long curves on your departures!
“The birds moon-dance on your pebbles,
The fish throttle on your hands
Dolphin’s hoods and shark on hop hip,
platinum sea shells by the “Shoresplasharabuckling!”
“Come swift Jones”
Open, listen with sunny rains!
Briny salt drifts; the calm seven
And shanty, shim and shanty!