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Travel Thursday in Kos Island: Part Five; Pool- and Seaside
“Exploration is really the essence of the human spirit”
Frank Borman
Poolside
Just Jump In!
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“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Still Waters
After the storm has passed
The water’s surface like glass
Unstirred and calm
Like a cool dark liquid balm
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“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Raging Waters
“Hell hath no fury,
Like a woman scorned”
Neither the seashore
Which the raging waves tore
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“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Pool Waters
Under the scorching sun
Time for some poolside fun
Diving into the turquoise
Joining the local tortoises
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“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Nightly Waters
After the sun has set
It’s time to get wet
Dipping into the dark waters
We can pretend to be sea otters
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“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Monochromatic Waters
A nature’s monochromatic sketch
Close to the water’s edge
Rock and liquid merging
Becoming each others’ version
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“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Icy Waters
“Wanna go skinny dipping?”
She asked me
Shedding all her clothes
While into the icy pool she dove
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“You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water”
Rabindranath Tagore
Blue Waters
Cool, blue, inviting
Feeling myself sliding
Into the water’s embrace
Sensing an upside down frown
Forming on my face