wistful musings


it’s so quiet in the old ruins

of my mind silent in synchronicity

with cadenced surf counting serendipitous

judgements while each step I take and every breath

whispers as the cold sea measures love’s lost soulfulness


words and pictures by jack collier



8 responses

  1. ❤ ❤ ❤ I think I've been here, and often too ❤


  2. You hear the quiet. Then you hear the surf. Gorgeous word choice.

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    1. You just made me smile. ❤ ❤ 😉


    1. Thanks ever so. ❤ ❤ ❤

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      1. You are So welcome Sir. 😊

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  3. Serendipitous Web Life. : ) | Reply

    Beautiful, Jack. : )

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    1. Thank you. ❤ 😉


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