Blue in blue, my tires sing on gravel —
sing the praise of beach and balls,
of being sailor, pirate and to travel
on the seven seas; to see it all,
to live; to grow from boy to man.
A summer’s day is built from dreams
from salt and sand and making plans,
this day is more than what it seems.
Today Sarah hosts poetics at dVerse and wants us to write ekphrastic to the pictures of Fay Collins. Join us and write to your favorite picture. When I saw the road leading to the sea I imagined myself bicycling on that road.
April 17, 2018