Apologies to those who commented on this piece yesterday -
it got deleted by accident so have posted it again by request.
Every Which Way.
What day is this, that gives itself wholly
into my hand ?
A shimmering gem of a day, sequin-studded
and hazy.
Speeding me into uncensored glimpses
of silvery
Whispers from lazy murmur of sunbathing
blue-plated sea,
Which lies in cushioned gentility under
a bluebell-sky.
How could I be sad today as enchantment
surrounds my
Chance to absorb every which way
this mystical offering
Of milky-soft sounds, rising from under
the deep, proffered
As mixture of liquidy calm , hand-in-glove
with boundary
Of speckle-stone sunlit coast, both of which
aim to astound
Every which way, and compete to be the
best sight around.
There surely could be no place finer to see
this day, for me.
Magical beauty in Yon surroundings which keeps Ye in a spell of wonerment and appreciational bliss! Great poem there Fay!
The imagery you have used here is so refreshing and optimism has so delicately entwined itself among your beautiful words! This is a splendid work of art! Thanks for sharing. The title is lovely, too!
Glad you did...'cuz it appears that i missed this poetic jewel brief first appearance ! So much intrical detail....Keep it comin', young missy ! FjcR
At one with your surroundings.
What a joyous and glorious poem this is, and the silvery whispers and the blue plated sea and blueberry sky do bring such enchantment of which you speak. Beauty is everywhere, but when captured by Fay it so magical.
Blue is used often to symbolize sadness - but here you have shown it's other face - the contented, lyrical mystical blue of skies and eyes and forget-me-nots. Your pen dances across the page, Fay, in this glorious description of contentment and calm. Sounds like you're just where you belong. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
i would love to live near the sea vividly written
good Feeling