Foam meets stone and melts away, the gull gives a cry as she wheels overhead Pickings are slim and it’s been a long day, she’s aching for her bed She alights on a rock to bear witness to the vanishing of the light An evening ritual that brings her comfort before she turns in for … Continue reading The Gull
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The place to Be
There’s a place beneath the surfaceA seat that holds your soulA place where nothing shakes youA place where you are wholeA place of deep contentmentA place that fits just like a gloveA place that feels like coming homeA place that’s filled with love I was reading through some of my old journals this morning and … Continue reading The place to Be
Time to Play
It’s free to play So play away It costs nothing but your time What’s time When there’s so much to gain Rather yours than mine A trajectory that’s flattened A curve that never peaks A busy state of doing No space to think or speak A path that’s well mapped out by all who’ve trod … Continue reading Time to Play
Rae Cod’s Writing 