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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;

There is a rapture on the lonely shore;

There is a society where none intrude,

By the deep sea, and music in its roar.

I love not man less, but nature more...

Lord Byron.


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...Oh, dip my emptied life into that ocean,

plunge it into the deepest fullness.

Let me for once feel that sweet touch

in the allness of the Universe.

--Brink Of Eternity.
by Rabindranath Tagore

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Oceans Of Forms


I dive into the depth of the ocean form, hoping to gain

the perfect pearl of the formless. No more sailing from

harbor to harbor with this my weather-beaten boat.

The days are long passed when my sport would be tossed

on waves. And now I am eager to die into the deathless.

Into the audience hall of the fathomless abyss. Where

swells up the music of toneless strings I shall take

this harp of my life. I shall tune it to the notes of

forever, and when it has sobbed out its last utterance,

lay down my silent harp at the fell of the silent.


by Rabindranath Tagore


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On Captain! My Captain!


1.

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;

The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought

is won;

The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all

exulting,

While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim

and daring;

But O heart! heart! heart!

O the bleeding drops of red,

Where on the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.


2.


O Captain! my Captain!

rise and hear the bells;

Rise up--for you the flag is flung--

for you the bugle trills;

For you the bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--

for you the shores a-crowding;

For you they call, the swinging mass,

their eager faces turning;

Here Captain! dear father!

This arm beneath your head;

It is some dream that on deck,

You've fallen cold and dead.


3.


My Captain does not answer,

his lips are pale and still;

My father does not feel my arm,

he has no pulse nor will;

The ship is anchor'd safe and sound,

its voyage closed and done;

From fearful trip, the victor ship

come in with objects won;

Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!

But I, with mournful tread

Walk the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.


--Walt Whitman (1819-1892)

(O Captain! my Captain! poem from
Leaves Of Grass 1900)

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Describe Myself?


I like to read and I like to write.

I am more of a reader than a writer.

Handles I've had at SW: Happygirl. BeachBum. ShoeLover.

I am primarily a short story writer.

I have written: Poems. Novels. Novelettes. Essays. Columns.

I write most of my stories offline.

Born and raised in New York City, I now reside in Florida.

I am OCD and Narcissistic, but try to keep both under control.

I am not a chatty person.

I am a loner, and spend a lot of time alone.

I am intelligent, but don't connect well with others.

I love nature and have become an outdoor person, I spend
a lot of time in/on the water.

I am a working freelance photographer.

I used to be sports oriented, but now only do:

Yoga, Meditation, and...Swimming and Sailing.


I am an analytical and cool/even tempered person.

I deflect emotions with humor.

I am territorial, and don't like anyone in my personal space.

I am owned by a horse named Dancer, a beautiful Morgan.

I co-own a 50 foot custom built cruiser dubbed: Lonesome.

I have a wonderful shoe collection. (my Happy thing)

I have a good collection of books.

I have a good collection of ex-husbands. (4)

I am a good reviewer, and honest in my comments. However,
I don't like having to leave long comments nor do in-depth reviews.

The kind of Music I like:

Classical, Jazz and Opera.

I interested in Maritime History, Space Exploration, Forensic Science and the Law, Marine Biology.

I am a polite person, and believe that there is no excuse for bad manners. Rude people are NOT cool.

I don't like negative people, and those who display bad sportsmanship in and out of the competitive arena.

I don't like having others try to rewrite my work, suggestions
however are welcomed if you're good with SPaGs.

Also, don't ever read anything of mine and leave a rude
comment, it will be deleted and you will be placed on my
ignore list. If you can't say something nice, then don't
say anything at all.

There's not much else to say, so enjoy reading my stories, and maybe sign my page (which I will approve later), and I may get back to you soon.