Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Cliffs.

Six miles
Along 
The Cliff Walk
Newport's
Calling card
The Mansions
Buffering 
The ocean waves
Watching
The brazen surfer
Try and tame
The white capped swells

I'm walking miles surrounded by real and perceived slights and tribulations. I have to remember the six miles and the elation I felt upon completion. I took a break at Easton beach celebrating with the sweetest treat:  Del's lemonade. Life is like those six miles. Hopefully starts with the joys of childhood, the middle gets complicated, then as we are privileged to age the journey is the reward. 

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  2. Thanks for taking me along with you on your walk. : )

    ~Sheri

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  4. wow, really great and your writing captivates the reader.

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  5. It's a beautiful walk and you really captured the feel of it in your poem.

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  7. Oh, that had to be wonderful! And a wonderful memory. (Now you have me wondering when I last walked six miles in one shot.) Your writing and the poem is especially beautiful.

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