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Peom: The Island of Axis Mundi

The Island of Axis Mundi It is there just beyond the ocean waves, An island of refuge from the sea. An oasis of sun light stardust, A clumping of lush green.  Only a few sailors landed on this ocean oasis, The Axis Mundi where no map can lead. A place between heaven and earth, Somewhere far in the sea but just beyond the ocean crest. A point to see the world from new light,  Upon the branches, trunks and roots that tie it together. The Hawk

Poem: The Author’s Rite-A responsibility to society?

The poem The Author’s Rite is about the ceremony of writing and the author’s responsibility to society. Each author seeks to write something meaningful in a way that is simplified for their audience. The author becomes a teacher of sorts that uses language to tell a story or pass on a value system. They simplify by writing concisely or making the moral more palatable by creating a story readers can accept.  Writing in society is not an easy job and takes on a form of celibate work. Most authors make little money but hold the great responsibility of transferring knowledge that helps societies grow. Without authors society would be stagnant and fail to develop and share ideas and thoughts. The Authors Rite is the practice of writing and sharing new knowledge.  The Author’s Rite Lines of language reaching long, Stretching minds in its wake, A pearl necklace of words, Authors that scribble with clear sight, To bottle an orator’s breeze into a single bit

Poem: Small Wonders of Everyday California Life

Poem: Watery Lights

The Poem "The Secret of the Sea"-A San Diego Boating Experience

Boats have been a fascination for a lot of people throughout history. The boat is the primary long-distance transportation vehicle since the beginning of society. The photographs of boats taken below were from Shelter Island which has a number of nice lookout spots, parks, and other activities.  Perhaps a poem will help you understand the fascination people have with boats and the sea.   The Secret of the Sea by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me  As I gaze upon the sea! All the old romantic legends, All my dreams, come back to me. Sails of silk and ropes of sandal, Such as gleam in ancient lore; And the singing of the sailors, And the answer from the shore! Most of all, the Spanish ballad Haunts me oft, and tarries long, Of the noble Count Arnaldos And the sailor's mystic song. Like the long waves on a sea-beach, Where the sand as silver shines, With a soft, monotonous cadence, Flow its unrhymed lyric lines:—