Time Slips As Sea And Sand Beseech
Sinking low, reduced to a glow
Hues pink, in the eyes come to dance
Bridging the heavens, wondrous trance.
Harmonious, endless, the flow,
Stories untold hidden below.
Tower of rocks for the sky reach,
A barrier caressing the beach.
Golden drops where sun’s heat is caught
And lost no more wood gnarled with knot.
Time slips as sea and sand beseech.
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The photograph is of an oil painting of mine. I painted it ages ago (or so it seems), but it remains one of my favorites. I used it as inspiration to write this poem.
This poem was written in response to Ronovan Writes Decima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 46: KNOT in the D rhyme line. We could also make a link between this Decima and the Haiku Challenge Prompt using the words SLIP and TIME.