This was the incoming tide last night.
Spitting Pebbles.
Foaming with wildness, white banks of turbulence,
Racing up beachward, an ocean unloads.
Boisterous motion, bouncing with fervour,
Explosions discharging as froth overflows.
Seized with a madness, sea spitting pebbles,
Sand and weed shaken like rats in the air,
Tumbling excitement, breakers rise restless,
Desperately try flinging drops from their hair.
Wind-force increasing, boats now are harboured,
Diving, brave seagulls dip nearer the waves.
Bowl of sky empties, clouds drifting starboard,
Coloured sea mist mixes water with greys.
Tides in this region are petulant, - - - so
Dicing no more with them, homeward I go.
Evenings Ebbing Tide
"foaming with wildness" "explosions discharging as froth overflows" all sounds quite wild to me lady!
"foaming with wildness" "explosions discharging as froth overflows" all sounds quite wild to me lady!
Dorothy A. Holmes apwlts2
I almost drowned in this sea of madness, staying here to read not heeding the pleas to head for the shore...Love it! Oh No, just got hit by another froth overflow! Tou Swell! Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing
I almost drowned in this sea of madness, staying here to read not heeding the pleas to head for the shore...Love it! Oh No, just got hit by another froth overflow! Tou Swell! Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing
carol
wondrful i can see you there
wondrful i can see you there
sarwar chowdhury
amazingly captured nature indeed! powerful expressions! thank you for sharing with us dear Fay!
amazingly captured nature indeed! powerful expressions! thank you for sharing with us dear Fay!
Munia Khan
....And we are going with you Yes !we are !!Because you have taken our breath away with this heavenly piece of work!! An absolute wonder as if written by a mermaid !!Love it so much Fay.
....And we are going with you Yes !we are !!Because you have taken our breath away with this heavenly piece of work!! An absolute wonder as if written by a mermaid !!Love it so much Fay.
Susan Jarvis
This poem gallops along like waves of white horses with spot on rhyme, rhythm and images that flash before the eye in droves and lift the heart...Fay, it's delightful...my kind of poetry! Can you tell?... ;)
This poem gallops along like waves of white horses with spot on rhyme, rhythm and images that flash before the eye in droves and lift the heart...Fay, it's delightful...my kind of poetry! Can you tell?... ;)
Lynda Robson
I love watching the sea, you have captured nature and the sea so well Fay, xx
I love watching the sea, you have captured nature and the sea so well Fay, xx
Philip
You are a wise Poet who understands the power of the sea...Well written dear Fay ..well written
You are a wise Poet who understands the power of the sea...Well written dear Fay ..well written
Sandra Martyres
"Tides in this region are petulant, - - - so Dicing no more with them, homeward I go" A lovely piece Fay on how treacherous the seas can be...I love the ending too
"Tides in this region are petulant, - - - so Dicing no more with them, homeward I go" A lovely piece Fay on how treacherous the seas can be...I love the ending too
Kerry O'Connor
'flinging wet drops from their hair', such a memorable line - effective descriptive writing, fay.
'flinging wet drops from their hair', such a memorable line - effective descriptive writing, fay.
explosive lines, Fay...Awesome scene.