16 June 2018

Poem about the waves



the waves
swing round the rocks
digging heels into sand

then they lay down
an eiderdown of foam
soft susurration at the edges

the backwash explodes
a firework running
a rope lifted suddenly
~JJ 23/5/18

6 comments:

  1. bahnwärterin17 June 2018 at 00:06

    BEAUTIFUL ! ! !
    <3 xxxxx

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  2. J&M18 June 2018 at 18:20

    A picture decorated with wonderful word pictures! A favourite sight and sound of ours. Thank you for taking us there on this cold winter day. Love D&M

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  3. maddox pax21 June 2018 at 02:47

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  4. Kezzie7 July 2018 at 15:41

    Sussuration! Such a wonderful word- one Terry Pratchett loved too!x

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  5. Kezzie7 July 2018 at 15:41

    I love your imagery of the foam eiderdown!

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