Racing The Tide...
I built a lovely sand castle,
It sat high above the surf,
The rooms and turrets lush.
Time washes by,
Foam bubbles back into the sea are swept.
Every detail and sconce was a moment of my life,
A palace of ephemeral wonders and thoughts flashing by,
Fish in the cloud currents.
The sea is rising,
The waves always roll and roll.
I race the tide,
Trying to recreate all the details,
Here upon higher sand,
A place to last a century or a decade longer,
Just to leave a trace.
My world is Pompeii,
I pray for wind in my sails.
By: Daniel A. Stafford
My long-time personal website, Word Whizzyrds / Super Aquarian ( www.whyzzrds.com / www.superaquarian.com
) is going under. I can't afford the hosting costs any longer. I will
still retain the domain names, and re-point them after it goes down some
time in August. I've been duplicating as much as I can at superaquarian.blogspot.com
, and am doing a little more every night. To be honest, if you look at
it on a desktop, I think that the Blogger site is slightly more visually
beautiful. There's no way I can transfer it all in the amount of time,
however. I also can't duplicate some features, and there are links
around the web that will go dark. Some of the MP3 links and pictures I
have on poems in the archives of this site, for example. I do have a
backup of the full site, but it took me well over a decade to get it in
place. The domains will be pointed at the Blogger site after the
original goes nova.