Friday, November 03, 2006

Magic at the Water's Edge
By Don Iannone












It is the tide that gives birth to the grains of sand
...that become the beach
...that welcomes the tide's daily coming and going.
And all of this is moved by light
...with the sun by day and the moon by night.
And so is life
...as each moment is born
...as the timeless tide of love washes over it
...giving the light something to reflect upon.
And we find ourselves
...mere grains of sand on the beach of life
...created each moment by love.

13 comments:

Pat Paulk said...

Beautifully rendered in voice and pen!!

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Pat.

Dan said...

Yeah!

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Danwell Shimpmore!

samuru999 said...

Wonderful poem Don...
And wonderful reading!
Are you enjoying doing the reading
Of your poems?
You do them so well...as do Andrew and Pat!
I just love hearing your voices.

Margie

Don Iannone said...

Margie...thanks. Yes, i enjoy reading the poems. I was talking to Pat about this. I have been doing more poetry readings in local clubs and coffeehouses and at a few poetry festivals. Poetry is very much a verbal art. Give it a try. I'm sure you'll do very well.

iamnasra said...

Don
Well I would like to do the recording of my poetry..How do you get it in the blog..if u can tell me I will be grateful..

iamnasra said...

Magic at the Water's Edge
was a poem really made me melt like sand grains touched by the waves melting wet...it holds togather ..when it had forgotten how it feels to be united

I would love to post your poem in my blog..Too many requests today forgive me for asking a lot ..Know that this poem had truly touched me..I need to be inspired by it

polona said...

another beauty, don! you really are on a roll!

Rob said...

Soothing ideas.

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Rob, Polona, Nasra.

Nasra...feel free to post the poem on your blog. Blessings. Go to www.media.odeo.com and follow the directions there for recording online. Free registration required.

Anonymous said...

And we find ourselves
...mere grains of sand on the beach of life
...created each moment by love.


...so true and beautifully exprssed!

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Mystic Rose. Roses are quite mystical, I think.

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