Think Tank Thursday

Poets United prompt #79 is unique.  I had a little something to do with this one. Funny, I could easily write my poems ahead, but I never do. I find a photo that I think could be interpreted in various ways. I post it, on the first Thursday of the month. Earlier, I scratched down some ideas, but had to run errands, pick up  my daughter from school. The house is now quiet and I'm attempting my prompt. I still didn't go in the direction that I first planned. I needed to let ideas stir and see what else might come into view.  Wanna know a secret?  I didn't take it on the beach. I took it on my deck table, not quite the look I wanted, but the light was good.  Did I fool you?  Probably not...

 

Life spirals in our daily rounds

tossed and turned memories churn

salty brine flows

treasures appear

parting gifts to linger in life's hands

in soul's watch

jewels sparkling in liquifying light

ribbons of cascading brilliance

open your eyes

to the chamber of one's own grace

Listen to the lullaby of life

there is still time...

Ordinary dust churns like ocean's sand

mine it like panned gold

 extract the deposits

 cradle your joy

 filter the gifts

of living another day

only those with soft eyes

             will

             see

             the 

             view

              on

            Earth

               is

           Heaven

* I wanted to add, but not in my poem. I also think the view on Earth, can be hell.