Golden Lake
Golden Lake
My
Eyes
See Sails
My heart weeps
With longing to leave
To feel the wind cold on my face
Sadly, sailing days are over, never to return.
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Noooo, why??? Not over yet…why never? Not never! 😦
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Ah…well…it’s really very unlikely that I’ll be going sailing again…
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This is so sweet Georgia, but sad too. From all I’ve read about sailing from your previous pieces, I hope you do go sailing again, unplanned and wonderful!
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Well of course one never knows! Even if only on a ferry boat…not the same but it’s on the water 😉
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Wait… Never? 😦
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Ah…very unlikely, ferry boats maybe sailboats quite another matter. 😉
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What about up scaling to a schooner, or something bigger?
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😉 interesting observation, a non sequitur, but interesting
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Just emerged from a technology black-hole, so everything is a little of target, and out of kilter at the moment (more a flow on from the comments). Reading again, your Fibonacci, Golden Lake, caught me thinking, reminiscing about a “Cool Change” a bit of a song by Little River Band, from more youthful days.
But yeah, sails, wind, and water, nothing like it, well maybe there’s a few other things, but its up there, sailing.
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Yeah, I agree, and i was thinking of my youthful days when i wrote it…thanks for your comments…:-)
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Cool site!!! Syllables: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13
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Some use words, but syllables make for a more harmonious poem!
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