There is something soothing walking along the beach where your footsteps are the only sign of civilization. I miss the emptiness of beaches where you can commune with nature and watch the ebb and flow of the water.
I need a holiday.
Tag: holidays
Sea Air And Writing
In September I was able to attend a local Writers Retreat at Magnetic Island in North Queensland (Australia).
The day was filled with wonderful company and two workshops on editing and marketing.
Unfortunately, it ended all too soon and we all had to head back to Townsville, but not before I had lunch and writing time.
Another step in my writing journey.
My Wish List
A wish list of dreams
Bogged down by reality
Never enough time
Never enough money
The foreshore has vanished
Under the guise of responsibility
Forever the tide is creeping
Onwards to cover my dreams
Things that seem so trivial
Become obstacles too high to broach
The physical rules, despite my protests
Is a force that cannot be denied
So I’ll bend the rules
Take another route
Not everyone takes the same steps
Nor are dreams quite the same
I will plod forward
Holidays not so grand
The milky-way shines bright
From my place
Alaska, a dream of cold wintry skies
While I sweat in summer heat
Floating ice in seas so cold
While I swim in tropical waters
Like dreams of writing
Commitment and drive
They ebb and flow
With the tide.
Blue Ink on a Dragon's Tail 