I learned of Henry James Claudio Scarmack,
the cat, passing today ... we love you Henry
Rockaway Beach - Beach 67 - New York |
The sweet sound of crashing waves on a summer's end day
is more than music to the ears
An endless motion the white caps landing
on the beach are solace to the soul
Curling and turning then to cease and fade
is an endless tireless album of liquid notes
As a wave comes forth to the shoreline
a spiral from the left kisses
the twist from the right
as the resultant clatter melts in silence
a replacement racket follows
in syncopated lyrical blending
Found Articles on September 22, 2018 |
Fortunately for Henry
he may have 8 more lives to live
😎
Michael Scarmack
1 comment:
If he has 8 more lives he will no doubt find me.
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