Some days, it recedes far from the shore leaving traces of splintered shells and pebbles revealing all that is broken and beautiful on the wet golden sand - kissed by the sun.
Tag: Poetry
Amber Love | Autumn Poetry
Creator: Adam Oehler Stepping on a small wooden boat rowing circles with two small hands; swirling and swashing drowsy waters, I glided past the autumnal lands. The white sun was wry and mellow; the blue river looked darker now; the stillness was often deafening - broken by crackling of the boughs. I reached the vivid… Continue reading Amber Love | Autumn Poetry
The Future of Poetry in light of AI Developments (ChatGPT 3.5)| An opinion piece
“Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.” - Oscar Wilde Dear Readers, Before diving into the depths of this opinion piece of mine, it is important to make you… Continue reading The Future of Poetry in light of AI Developments (ChatGPT 3.5)| An opinion piece
Verses on an Angry Sea | Ekphrasis Series
The word ekphrasis, or ecphrasis, comes from the Greek for the written description of a work of art. It is a vivid, often dramatic, verbal description of a visual work of art, either real or imagined. - WikipediaThis is the third poem in the Ekphrasis series of poetry. In the aforementioned series, I compose poems… Continue reading Verses on an Angry Sea | Ekphrasis Series
A Reverie | Lillien Series
This is the third poem in my Lillien series. The first can be found here and the second here. Cover pic: https://cz.pinterest.com/Ve9m_4h I hear the soft ruffling of flowing linen robes, long striding footsteps on the withered grass, awakening the deep longing in my torn heart, have my prayers brought Lillien here at last? Too… Continue reading A Reverie | Lillien Series
Changing Rhythms | Poetry
You spot the twinkle in my longing eyes, You feel the butterflies flutter their wings, We dance away throughout the night - To the sound of lutes and soothing strings.
The Invisible Woman | Poetry
I turned heads wherever I walked; I strutted about in sparkling shoes; Those awed gazes meant nothing - For they did not come from you.
Crowning Glory | Poetry
You fill the void in every paragraph - In my world's stage, you play all lives - A thousand deaths cannot strike you Like an ancient phoenix, you survive.
An Ode to Shakespeare’s “Dark Lady”| Poetry
Clothed in bright, she shines like a star A beacon of hope, a light from afar. Light as a feather, she sails with the wind She commands the night; she is dark-skinned.
Myths and Legends| Lake Bled| Slovenia
From beneath the lake there comes a faint chime Of a ringing bell long lost in time. It rekindles the vows that once were sworn Of marriage, of trust, of love re-born.
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