Nature's Daughter, Splendor, Journey, On Ships that Sleep
"Nature's Daughter ",was written while watching a storm off the gulf coast but yet a beautiful sunset and the blowing of the conch shell. "Splendor", tells of watching a sailboat in the distance out off the gulf coast." Journey", explains how one must be at the beach to experience all it encompasses. "On Ships That Sleep" was written after a walk on the beach after a Tropical Storm wondering what would wash up on shore.
Nature's Daughter
Blue moon
black water
bold and beautiful
nature's daughter
echo's through slick conch tunnels
wall clouds spew their dancing funnels
riders surf the mighty roar
twelve foot waves crash on shore
dunes amass
in giant piles
along the shore
for miles and miles
tangerine sun and aqua skies
weave ribbons
in the mornin' rise
Theresa Loder
Splendor
I can barely see the sails
drifting on the sea
the setting sun and shadows
are hiding them from me
off shore I see a beacon
a tiny point of light
to let me know your out there
and guide you through the night
a haze salutes the morning
gently lifting to the sky
and there you sit in splendor
a vision to the eye
Theresa Loder
Journey
In a picture
of a sunset
on the ocean's foamy shore
you can't inhale
misty salt spray
or hear the waves roar
you can't hear the wind
as it swishes through the pines
or feel the sand
beneath your feet
or smell the seaweed vines
you must take the journey
experience nature's awe
see and feel God's creations
designed without a flaw
Theresa Loder
On Ships That Sleep
What treasures lie
beneath the sea
on ships of old
locked with a key
sometimes a glint
of what's been lost
will wash ashore
then be tossed
back
into the briny deep
where a secrets kept
on ships that sleep
if we could know
from those who'd tell
we'd wish them well
we'd wish them well
on ships that sleep
they'd be the hosts
on ships that sleep
we'd call them ghosts
but
their secrets kept
of all that's lost
their secrets kept
at any cost
if and maybe
they would tell
we'd wish them well
we'd wish them well
Theresa Loder