Poetic rhythm is natural like the waves
That come and go on beaches , wet the sand
The sea is always moving as is love
The unconscious is a language dark engraved
We cannot read unless we can descend
To rhythms as natural as the rippling waves
Rich and strange so different from above
What we find is not what we intend
The sea is always moving as is love
What’s in authentic nature that should save
As colours interact, by brush to blend?
Poetic rhythm is natural like the waves
Yet ,in a poem, what part of us can bathe
The mind , the heart, the soul, the writing hand
The sea is always moving as is love
The golden seas, the oceans can command
The ships that sail, the whale, the hidden ends
Poetic rhythm is natural like the waves
The inner sea is moving , tender love
How my heart sings 
I like this very much, the poem like waves image — delicious. The second stanza is particularly striking.
Thank you very much for this comment
I enjoyed your work today.
“Yet ,in a poem, what part of us can bathe
The mind , the heart, the soul, the writing hand
The sea is always moving as is love”
I did love the above lines. Thank you Katherine for sharing the amazing poetry.
It’s not really me, it’s something inside me.I am happy to know you have enjoyed it,Katherine
Us, who love to write. We bleed our words to paper and I did enjoy your work today.
I am glad to know that,Katherine
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Wonderful poetry by a talented writer.
Seems like my lucky day!Thank you,John.I had to spend several hours hanging about before I could write anything.Katherine
Lately, hard for me to write. Old mind is too busy. We need relax mind and good song to write and you are welcome.
I hopenyou will get more energy soon John