All Comments on 'Arctic Skies'

I have seen those skys, and wandered a beach just like that. You caught both the visual imagery and that feeling very well.

This strophe hit a perfect note:

"It's late.

And yet,

I dare not leave

touch with my feet as I must

every grain of sand

before I go."

Very good.

You have managed to capture the moment and bring it back for the reader to share.

You create an experience to feel, not just tell about it.

And you have some very fresh phrases and images and the words flow well.

Thank you for the reading experience.

Well written descriptive piece that grows beyond mere description and evokes deep feeling.

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How often on a wintry day ~ walking down a deserted beach - reluctant to depart. Something special about the ocean on a stormy day.