Straight ahead, the ocean shines
in flat-edged silver shingles, while
left, it merges dusky green
with shadow-haunted ghost-seals
and right—north—it shades to grey,
molten lead as deep as agate.
A contest entry
- Dedications To Beauty by Cerulean Sunrise.
475 points, ended February 18, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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You have this amazing ...
grasp of language and imagery and the two just seem to meld so perfectly that it's almost painful to read. Probably because I can't do it like this.
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This is a lovely piece of thought you have penned within these lines. Great use of imagery to define. Thank you so much for your beautiful addition to this contest!
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Beautiful description of the ocean, without an unnecessary word. I liked the use of sibilance and the description here- particularly the use of colour.
Thanks for your comment and good luck.
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Thank you. The challenge here was, as you so rightly note, to say it without wasting words...I appreciate your response to it.
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That was beautiful micol. Will have to read more of your stuff!
Thanks for writing.
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