Lovers Consumed by the Sea, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Moran Thomas, Moonlight Seascaape (1892)Moonlight Seascape, Thomas Moran (1892)

Lovers Consumed by the Sea, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Amphitrite at the shore outward gazing.
Neptune moved stealthily and kissed her feet.
His touch of her so exhilarating,
She staring down sending a smile so sweet.

Music from the waves kept her in a trance,
Moves her body as if doing a dance.
No longer now giving the sea a glance,
Then came roaring a wave of great expanse.

Sea now became still so quiet it be,
Amphitrite now has returned to the sea.
Consumed for love by Neptune’s own decree,
As he was by the goddess’s own beauty.

The hypnotic sea with powering might,
Continues to draw lovers every night.

 

 

 

 

Finding Heaven, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

z-Moran Thomas-Forest Scene 1870

Thomas Moran, Forest Scene (1870)

 

Finding Heaven, Robert A Sieczkiewicz

Standing among the subtly gold and green,
In a playground so wondrously serene.
Pausing, then vacuuming air so clean,
A trespasser in a place so pristine.

Harboring a weird sense that I’ve been seen.
Looked about everywhere with eyes so keen.
Showing my intention not to be mean,
Be transparent in this idyllic scene.

Kneeling at the water filled my canteen,
Calming, as if served a shot of morphine,
For my heart it provides such a cuisine.
With its Maker my meeting to convene

When asked to vacate, was not unforeseen,
As Heaven is for souls not to be wean.

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Mountain of the Holy Cross, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Moran-Mountain of the Holy Cross

Mountain of the Holy Cross, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

As did Moses I come to a mountain,
Not for garnering Thy holy promise,
But to drink the waters from Thy fountain,
And off’r my soul to You without remiss.

My heart is as cold as is the water,
With Thy divine spirit it will soon warm.
Let me not be among Thy rejecters,
For faith will protect me from any storm.

Touching the waters I now feel renewed,
To challenge whatev’r evil I may face,
Destroying it with Thy heavenly food,
Giving thanks to You that I have Thy grace.

Though the path be rough you are at my side,
As there is none bett’r to have for a guide.
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As the caption under the painting states this painting was done by Thomas Moran in 1875.  The painting is based on a natural phenomenon that caused quite a stir.  His painting is not a depiction of an actual view as he added embellishments.  An link to an article which give additional information can seen by clicking below.

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The photo below was taken by William Henry Jackson, circa 1875.

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