Outscapes


Every song caroled

on the ocean

should be an ode

to the shore-

 

The departing or receiving

port

takes gratitude

and grace

in reverence.

 

As there’s no voyage told

without something

making landfall.

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17 thoughts on “Outscapes

  1. agreed, more kjpgarcia brilliance. i feel relieved after reading this. as if any emotion, “any departing or receiving” has its place in our parasitic universe. makes bi-polar an order rather than a dis.

  2. Love this. It really leaves me thinking. The last thought you leave us with, “there’s no voyage told without something making landfall”, is absolutely brilliant. It sparks a million little ideas for me. Inspirational.

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  4. I am reminded of a song from the 1950’s that begins “First the tide rushes in…(Ebb Tide) The poem moves like the song moves and leaves like the song leaves…quietly, peacefully. I’m an old sailor and know. Nicely done

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