thunder clouds
firestorms and
biting winds
hail to high
hail to low
biting gales
showing tepid
creaking bow
push to stern
cannon’s mounted
say when ready
youthful fancy
as each blast
sets sail skies
reaching mast’s
gone fast fast
watching lines
can not hide
as it flies
far out of sight
can not stop
sea horn blown
takes no prisoners
takes them all
way down deep
blue green sea
it decides
when decides
what it wants
when only then
ever begin
imagine understand
immensity thing
until such time
upon you ride
waves so high
all the while
gazing watching
thunder clouds
firestorms and
biting winds

Author: Leslie Stockton

I am a Poet it seems. But I am many things this is just a small part of who I am. I write *Love Ballads* and *Erotic* prose. This is my little world you see. My passions are *Art* *Music* *Poetry* *Health & Fitness* *Outdoor Activities* *Fashion* *Costuming* ..etc etc. I am a Leo except the part about being in the spotlight *whispers* my preference is home by a fire. I have many belief’s; like signs, patterns, numbers, colors, everything has an energy you see. All things!! To me anyway. That interaction we experience is a kind of sending and receiving of vibrations to me. The cliche’ ..DARK TO LIGHT applies. We are all connected and share *a something* which can not be defined nor understood in our current state of development. So within my limited brain capacity that is what i have chosen to believe in its barest form. But i follow my instincts and try to be a better human. If you ever met me, well I have been told I leave a lasting impression. May the Verse Be with You. ≧◠◡◠≦✌

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