Wednesday, 22 April 2009

winter white horses coming towards me on the sea

the southern sun
rides winter white horses
through my sea-stepping soul

they bounder borders
coasting rollers ever towards
their me not destination

shore the sea expanse
reigned
in under, writing leagues
of galloping ever
forwards
nowhere
approaching

winter white horses,
the southern sun.

3 comments:

Julieanne said...

Hi Nathan!

I really understand your poetry. I hope one day you might considering publishing these.

Blessings,

Julieanne

Nathan said...

Hi Julieanne,

The topics you discuss in your blog are hopefully the kind of place I'm coming from, so I really appreciate your comment :-)

Nathan

Julieanne said...

They come from a great place Nathan. It is a great ability to be able to create like you do. All the best for the future with your writing.

Blessings,

Julieanne