“Look,” the woman said,
“from a window, day dazzles.
Explore!
See that brilliant blue ocean
vast, ferocious, and old?
Sail it with joy,
let in magic—
perfumed mornings’ colored fire,
embrace its poetry.
Listen. It’s time.
Wake.”
(Her ghost lingers.)
A message from the Oracle.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Nicely done, Merril! Happy Saturday!
Thanks so much, Jill! Happy Saturday to you, too!
wonderful words tell the story
Thank you, Beth!
We will wake up with the luminosity of your verses. Well your poem. I loved it.
Thank you. 🙂
What a beautiful way to wake up!
Aww–thank you, Dale!
And what a magic one it is! Let it in–yes.
Is that your painting? (K)
Thank so much, Kerfe.
No, I thought the attribution was there. Sorry. Kuindzhi, “Sunset in Winter Seashore.” Wikipedia Commons.
It’s a beauty…looks like it came from the Oracle too!
Yes, it does!
What a pleasant start to the day. (even after noon!)
Thanks so much, Ken!
You’ve done it again!
Thank you, Derrick! 🙂
The oracle was exceptionally elegant this weekend. And the image is striking.
Thank you very much, Janice!
Such an energetic poem. Love the imagery of the ocean as life.
Thank you! It’s interesting what comes from “the Magnetic Poetry Oracle.”
She certainly is in a magnificently poetic mood at the moment. This is luscious 🙂
Thank you very much.
Yes, she must have been in a great mood. 🙂
Must be the weather 🙂
Maybe. It was beautiful here over the weekend. Not we’re back to hot and humid.
I’ll take hot over cold any day. Even hot and humid 🙂
🙂
That oracle!
Sometimes she really comes through. 🙂
Yes, she does!