Where they sail in;
I sit and wait;
Inspiration blowing in on the cool, calm breeze.
I watch and write;
The still water a muse,
With words like a brush,
I paint a picture of:
Quiet Harbor
16 Sep 2012 6 Comments
in Poetry Tags: poems, poetry, shola ezeokoli, sholashade
Where they sail in;
I sit and wait;
Inspiration blowing in on the cool, calm breeze.
I watch and write;
The still water a muse,
With words like a brush,
I paint a picture of:
Quiet Harbor
teeceecounsel
Sep 16, 2012 @ 04:45:03
I sit and wait, I watch and write, I paint a picture of… That’s simply how inspiration come. Good picture of words you’ve come up with. I love it!
sholashade
Sep 16, 2012 @ 20:18:48
Thank you. I was actually recently sitting at a quiet harbor, doing a photoshoot. The inspiration just started to flow……
boomiebol
Sep 16, 2012 @ 12:11:09
Very nice!!!
sholashade
Sep 16, 2012 @ 18:07:16
Thank you!
Sandra Adegoke
Sep 16, 2012 @ 12:41:25
BEAUTIFUL!!!! Poetry growing from strength to strength..maturirg and sensitive.Kudos.
sholashade
Sep 16, 2012 @ 18:07:25
Thank you mom!