- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Groyne
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The groyne spoke
of a grey descent
into silent lapping –
ripples on possible glass.
Long before the whisper
the breeze eased
into motion, a cadence
of waves began the sound.
The uniform posts
stood firm attention
listened for orders
the groyne spoke.
- COMMENTS
MikeIvyabout 13 years agoVery smooth, and soft to the ears, I caught the feel of the sea in this one...well done
M
Esperanza_Hidalgoabout 13 years agoto read such a smooth sound. Curious, you are now posting again after a long hiatus. Please continue. I learn from reading and need forms like this, so, do it for espie--purty pelase. Now I must look up assonance cuz
espie don't know.
Angelineabout 13 years agoThe careful and understated assonance makes the whole poem sound like a insistent whisper or maybe a breeze. "ripples on possible glass" is just wonderful. You've given nature a voice that speaks louder than the words in this piece which is, imo, quite an achievement.
GuiltyPleasureabout 13 years ago.......say I loved this. An ode to those seaside sentinals we all but ignore.
"grey descent
silent into lapping
ripples on possible glass" - evokes wide skies and calm seas.
Tess
