Tag Archive | ocean
ONE LAST BREATH
Originally posted on SUSANNE LEIST:
zandraart ? ? ONE LAST BREATH Down in the blue vacuum, I’ll depart from here soon. As I float down, you need not frown. This is where I want to be. I will be finally free. I hold firm against the tide. Small fish gather at my side. I feel…
Tide to Love
Originally posted on ronovanwrites:
Ride the tide outward Toward peace, tranquility, life Moved by flesh longings. Ronovan is an author, and blogger who shares his life as an amnesiac and Chronic Pain sufferer though his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku…
Cover Reveal: Return (Awakened Fate #3) by Skye Malone + Giveaway
Originally posted on Rose Shadow Ink:
Title: Return Series: Awakened Fate (Book Three) Author: SkyeMalone Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance Publisher: Wildflower Isle Publication Date: October 6th, 2014 Cover Designer: Karri Klawiter (http://www.artbykarri.com) >>Add to Goodreads<< ? For Chloe, the ocean was supposed to mean safety and for a time, it almost did. She overcame the Sylphaen’s drugs. She…
Salt & Storm by Kendal Kulper
Originally posted on readful things blog:
Salt & Storm by Kendall Kulper A sweeping historical romance about a witch who foresees her own murder–and the one boy who can help change her future. Sixteen-year-old Avery Roe wants only to take her rightful place as the witch of Prince Island, making the charms that keep the…
Lost Treasure #poetry #photography
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
where did you leave your treasure I asked of stormy sky the tide is quick receding it will retreat and hide where did you hide the treasure beneath a shell or brook I cannot deep go wading or wet will be my book where did you leave my treasure…
Red boat
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
My green pen draws a red boat With a cargo of words in its hold A cargo of shoots and delving roots A floating forest of stories painted All the colours of morning. Red boat on a green sea With blue wind in its sails. On the rim of…
i held my breath for summers
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Light chooses blue surf, pigeon-songs we sailed until we found ourselves far away in boats, sailing to nowhere the ocean’s breeze had a lot to tell us stabbing the pale skies for forever-afters we lit our soul with ginger-tea beneath canopies of star-lit nights bare legs for the ends of…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 