For The Magpietales. Pic The Meal Beach, Burra Isles, Shetland by Robin Gosnall
Translucent sun
falls on crests
mirrored
perfection
cascading marshmallows
across parched grains
with thirst
swallow eagerly
I lay with you
watching the mountains
spellbinding
tranquil
glass waters
never brittle
silken alluring
crystalline
our bodies
intertwine alone
this deserted
paradise
we ride the
crest of our own wave
the sun hits your back
tumbling waves
our orchestra
the only
meal I need
is
you
Ramblings From A Mum 
This is probably my favorite thing you’ve ever written. (At least what I’ve read anyway). Your descriptions in this are outstanding.
Ok I love you 🙂 I have written quite a bit of prose/poetry. I hope you have a chance to read more. THANK YOU Bo..really..thank you. x
I will eventually read everything! Are you published?
That’s what I really like – description without forced emotion – too many writers force their emotions on me. I’ll do the emotion bit if the words click! Your poem reminds me of haiku…have you seen Carpe Diem daily haiku…wonderful blog – I participate on http://teawithapirate.wordpress.com/ – Ithink more blogs definitely gets you more exposure,
I am so appreciative of your comments, really I am. I haven’t been on that site but I might go and take a peek. I have written some Haiku and Sonnets and Acrostics and such in other posts, it took me a long time to steer away from rhythm rhyming, through the help of other poets on here. I do slip back now and then when I think it requires it though. Thank you Pirate.
A nice homage to love and nature…
I thank you SW very much.