negative energy drains you, brings you down, breaks your spirit...boo negative energy!
I look at the waning gibbous partially hidden by the silky sheer night clouds
and think all of life should be this beautiful
well maybe it could happen in a parallel universe, but probably not even then
the old days are gone like old sunsets beneath the horizons of yesterdays
between the strips of the old vinyl chairs by the pool
there’s nothing like being back at sea
navigating by the stars is delightfully old world
the ship’s wheel and a hot cup of cocoa on a chilly snow flurry night…what could be better?
sailing on the sea brings such great solitude
solitude…such a wonderful word, has an almost magical, musical quality to it
always been a wanderer of the waters he was, always the waters…
your mood can go from placid to raging in such a short span
you can be as unforgivingly icy and remote when you wish it can’t you?
you can turn on a dime, your waves are a fright
red sky at sunset always a welcome sight
the cabin smells of mustiness and incense; needs more incense
everyone can be their own captain if they’d only realize it
the water so clear you can see all the way down to the happiness of the magma
dolphins swimming alongside the boat always bring happiness