Posts Tagged ‘beach’
March 7, 2018
Some say my life was/
confusion. They never saw/
me dream, walking here.
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February 7, 2016
She would send me photos/
of tall SoCal tropical trees/
silhouetted in the red sunset;/
dancing in the warm sea breeze.
As if to entice me/
to visit and to stay./
To warm my feet in the sand/
and watch the palm trees sway.
I returned the photo favor/
of a frigid, streaming sunrise:/
A frosted cottonwood silhouetted/
against cold blue mountain skies.
T’was not to tempt her, nor to say I was coldly sad,/
but to remind her to be grateful for the warm beauty she had.
Tags:be grateful, beach, california coast, cottonwood, cottonwood tree, CyranoWriter, frost, grateful, gratitude, Kuhns, mountain sunrise, palm trees, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, rhyme, rhyme scheme, Sanpete County, sea breeze, silhouette, sunrise, sunset, tempt, warm sand, www.cyranowriter.com
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August 16, 2015
My first lake dancing/
was not with someone who I/
ever expected.
Tags:beach, CyranoWriter, first lake dance, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, lake dancing, Lindon Beach, Otis Redding, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, romance poetry, romantic, romantic poetry, someone I didn't expect, sunset, surprise, try a little tenderness, unexpected, Utah Lake, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 9, 2015
Going to the beach,/
I wasn’t expecting to/
find a water bed.
Tags:beach, CyranoWriter, expecting, find, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, Lindon Marina, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, Utah Lake, water bed, www.cyranowriter.com
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January 17, 2015
The pain
pulses
through my peds.
I can’t remember
why I stepped/
onto the ice
and snow,
then
into the gently flowing
melted
river.
Was it to prove 
that I could do it?
Was it a memory
of polar bear dips past?
Was it a beach,
and I’s just gotsta?
Or was it just/
to experience the shock
of being able/
to feel
again?
Tags:beach, cold, CyranoWriter, feel again, feel the pain, feet, ice, Kuhns, memory, pain, pain in my feet, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, polar bear dip, prove, revolutionary poetry, Sandy Beach, shock, snow, snow melt, Spanish Fork River, Suffering, Utah Lake, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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January 17, 2015
Kids playing on a/
winter beach doesn’t sound much/
diff’rent than summer.
OR
Kids playing on a/
winter beach sounds no diff’rent/
than in the summer.
Tags:beach, CyranoWriter, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, kids play on the beach, Kuhns, laugh, laughter, no different, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, Sandy Beach, summer, Utah Lake, winter, winter and summer, www.cyranowriter.com
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January 15, 2015
No matter where in/
the world I am, my shoes come/
off. They’s just gotsta.
Tags:beach, Bodega Bay, CyranoWriter, feet in the sand, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, Pacific Coast Highway, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, Salmon Creek, shoes, Sonoma County State Beach, take off your shoes, where ever there's a beach, world, www.cyranowriter.com
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May 29, 2014
With his shoes in his/
hand, he walked on the sand past/
the strand and splash danced.
Tags:beach, CyranoWriter, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, late-night, Lincoln Beach, Lindon Marina, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, rhyme, rhyme scheme, rhyming haiku, Sand, shoes in his hand, splash dance, splash danced, strand, Utah Lake, Vineyard Road, www.cyranowriter.com
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May 29, 2014
She thought she knew how/
to dance, but she’d never seen/
him dance on water.
Tags:beach, CyranoWriter, dance on water, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, late-night, Lincoln Beach, Lindon Marina, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, rhyme, rhyme scheme, rhyming haiku, Sand, shoes in his hand, splash dance, splash danced, strand, Utah Lake, Vineyard Road, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 11, 2014
The wheels clack and moan./
The coaches bend and sway./
The rails sing along/
to the song of the railway.
You glimpse into hidden back yards;/
junk noone wants you to see./
Ripped apart trash and old cars./
Back-porch sitters, lonely.
Then scenery opens to your view/
that noone else appreciates./
Beaches, marshes, prairies too./
Mountain vistas, sunset lakes.
A new perspective is yours to gain,
to ponder and enjoy when you ride the train.
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Tags:appreciate, beach, blogging sonnet, CyranoWriter, enjoy, Front Runner, junk, junk gaze, Kuhns, lonely, marsh, mountain vista, perspective, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, ponder, Railroad, railway, revolutionary poetry, rhyme, rhyme scheme, ride the train, riding on a train, RR, scenery, see, song, sonnet, sunset lake, train, train tracks, trash, Union Pacific, UTA, Utah Lake, view, vista, www.cyranowriter.com
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She would send me photos/
The pain
With his shoes in his/
The wheels clack and moan./
Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet 
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