of obstacles to fate

painted on
and curled
the waves of ocean
turn to foam
that sprays
the land with water
crashing into
rocks
on their way to the shore
interrupted
on their course
by the grand and sullen doors
of the shoreline's first guardians
the ocean draws into me
and i to it
but doors hold fast
so tightly knit
so neither i
to the ocean
can go
nor the ocean
to me
can come.

-D.B.
3/29/2014 & 4/4/2014

peaceful ultimatum

the crashing waves
quench my cravings
for a peaceful
ultimatum
to the night.
demanding
i transcribe
the words
come from my head
to the paper
or the screen
take waves
of sound
turned to
satisfying rhythm
through the fingers
i can channel
ocean's
peace.

-d.s.b.
11/12/2013

Quatrain throwback #2

The lake rests secluded, protected by mist
till the urge to be found is too hard to resist.
So the lake sends the waves of her heart to the shore
but the shore sends them back for she is too pure.

-D.B.
4/2009

fog on the water
waves crashing down
rocks smoothed by ocean
mist all around.
nothing more perfect
on the edge of land
a beautiful story
a beautiful plan.

-D.B.
10/2012