Playtime
One Day I will ask thee.
Come sojourn, rest and play with me.
Playtime where Mountain and Ocean meet in passionate spree.
Golden Sun, Blue sky, Blue Sea.
Come climb high with me.
Look down on waters wild and free.
Sea mist caressing mountain root like sleepy passions glee.
Come, holding close to me.
Feel the passion of crashing surf on Rock.
Love, such beauty can unlock.
Ozone Fresh, Wild, Free.
Come when I call to thee, Playtime by Ocean, Mountain, Sea.
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ReplyDeleteGreat post, Baz. Very enjoyable.
ReplyDeleteMy entry is up HERE.
I borrowed a style previously used by one of your countrymen by the name of Bill. Some of his works were peformed at the Globe Theater a few years back
this has so many wonderful and romantic elements coupled with the photo it is just fabulous!
ReplyDeleteI am so very happy you were inspired ;)
Thanks Danette it is indeed a beautiful theme;)
DeleteBeautiful , wistful lovely
ReplyDeletehow lovely this is...indeed wistful....and determined!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful both photo and your verses.
ReplyDeleteWell done.
ReplyDeleteBoth photo and poem match beautifully!
ReplyDeleteStunning photo, and a romantic write.
ReplyDeleteGreat photo and lovely words (all this playtime stuff means energy and physical exertions - but still a lovely poem)
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