Horizon...

Speak not to me
Of voyage end
We travel to the horizon

Were glimmering water
Meets shimmering sky
Forever without end

Lost are those
Who reach the bend
Stand alone and gaze at the horizon

Very beautiful hun .. thank you

hugs
snow

I think I need to take you sailing one day, thrall - away from sight of land, where the shore is a distant memory and all that remain are sea and sky and tiny rocking boat caught between them - so fragile and so strong - where the horizon drops away to mist no matter where you look...

I think that's a beautiful poem, Thrall.

TYWD

Nice as usual.

food for the soul, you paint pictures with words emotions for brushes our feelings your canvas

Second stanza, first line. Did you mean "were" or "where"?

Other than that your imagery is fantastic :)