"Lost Twice", written as a Dinggedicht, or object poem
Heaven on the Beach
It's a good night for a stroll on the beach...
Incremental Poetry ~ 41 Lines
"Lost" written as a Dinggedicht, or object poem
Sensing the Sea
She gazed upon the backdrop, bright With hues of sky-blue-pink, And wandered, hardly knowing quite Where each new step would sink. The warm wind tossed her auburn hair, Dropped salt upon her lips, And brought to her the fragrant air, As if on laden ships. She paused a while and tuned her ear Toward the …
Change
Some people come into our lives and we hardly know they are there. They drop in and right back out again like callers to a crowded open house. But then there are those who come inside and take up residence, and almost imperceptibly they change who we will become... and we them.
Dark Side of the Moon 
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