a thousand nights

warm summer evenings
light drops of everything
dwell the still air
stirring the invisible

talkative stars
hopes and dreams
pasted perfection
measured mucilage

slivered moon
wonderous witness
imparts a soothing song
melodious shifting tides

transparent passage
parting waves beckon
tread upon the multitude
sandy singing shores
tiny wet grains

salty breeze encounters
veiled moments declare
tablets of time
rushing to shore
soon washed away
constant moving current

here beside the shore
embracing essence
the world chats freely
to those who listen
cool wet sand

a montage of evenings spent by the beach

SundayScribblings No 114 topic: my nights; photo:Manhattan Pier – Silky Surf 2, originally uploaded by Dan90266.