I hear the waves.
They speak to me.
Like sirens, they sing
their alluring songs.
The voices blend
with the wind
and they dance a tango
until they intertwine.
Seagulls cry
their mourning tune
for all the souls
that perished at sea.
Author notes
I chose Option 4. I took the contest picture.
A contest entry
- Some options!!!! please check it out!!! by takemypainaway.
360 points, ended February 22, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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great contribution to the pic
this is somewhat dark in an oddly differant way
you did a nice job
thank you for entering the contest...
--kat -
9pts...
Thanks for your contribution to The Poetic Bandits reading list
~Lilac
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This was short but beautiful...Wonderfully expressed with some lovely imagery.Well done and best of luck in the contest
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I like the tone of this it is almost as if I had been there. Nice
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Commented on this before it was in this reading list. Nice to see it again.
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Lovely words. Lovely thoughts.
alby
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Its simplistic, but I think nearly everyone would agree that imagining yourself at the beach never brings complicated thoughts or words to one's mind. It fits. :]
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This is an easy poem to read, I can feel the onshore breezes.
Looking forward to summer .
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You gave me a good image of someone looking at the ocean on one summer morning.
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Nice take on the contest prompt - good luck in the contest... I like the ocean, I'm glad it is summer here.
Keep writing
Polly -
Liked the picture prompt you chose here along with the option. Good interpretation of the two of them. Easy to read and understand.
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