Open Poetry #42 |
The Sea |
WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
The Sea The wild easterly sweeps from the open sea; gray ocean waves batter a gravelly shore, their white-crested manes tossed like some watery hell stallions galloping, neighing their freedom; thundering madly over a heaving, frothy wintery moor. Whipped snow and sand hiss among brown grasses mixing brown sugar puddings, drifting, filling, mercilessly driving shorebirds from shelters. Plaintively peeping to one another these seek new refuge among standing rocks. White gulls glide on motionless pinions, skirting lashing waves, crying; black cormorants in rapid wingbeats skim the green tempest purposefully diving out of sight in rolling trenches. Scavenging along the thunderous beach turnstones and black oystercatchers seek their allotment of daily sustenance among tortured seaweed and rolling gravel occasionally bashing to its death a small crab flung high upon the shore. From a distant rock hidden by driven clouds a mournful horn blares its warning: …warning!…warning!…warning!... warning passing trawlers and freighters to …stay away!…stay away!…stay away!… The storm rages unabated its perceived violence proving once more that in contest between man and sea primordial force will always possess the last word upon this magical world. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
ts perceived violence proving once more that in contest between man and sea primordial force will always possess the last word upon this magical world. enjoyed these lines... |
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graeshine2006 Member
since 2008-06-03
Posts 368The Prairie Lands, USA |
Brings me back to my Michigan Lake days. Nice write. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Fabulous write, WW, that ends with the truth! Helen |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
simply superb! I am particularly fond of the beginning!: "The wild easterly sweeps from the open sea; gray ocean waves batter a gravelly shore, their white-crested manes tossed like some watery hell stallions galloping, neighing their freedom; thundering madly over a heaving, frothy wintry moor." AND the 'absolute' truth expressed in the ending lines! MUCH grand and sustained applause for this 'penning!' |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
This is so well written I can hear the roar of the sea and feel the sea spray. Beautiful and finished off with the ring of truth. Ida |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
..."The last word upon this magical world" Superb! |
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