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Click hereOcean of blues
and the siren foam
that carries me away,
lifts me as I drown,
drowns me as it sings
in salted stings that ebb
through years and ebb
from me somewhere
between the tides and moon
where I was drowned
and woke too soon.
This exquisite rendering almost leaves a tangy salty taste in your mouth as you work your way through. Beautiful.
Excellently done
Invites rereading multiple times
Just to taste the words again and
Feel the composition's
Vibrancy.
'and the siren foam
that carries me away'
I love it and i love how it carries me away.
I liked the repeat of the word "ebb"...you make something like this appear so easy to do, an art in itself!
...my favorite color...i love the way you relate it to color, emotion, music and even a certain melancholy nostalgia...melodic rhyme scheme and wonderful metaphor of "the siren foam that carries me away"...thanks.
I felt a sense of calm
after I read this but
i'm not sure why, it's
very peaceful and elegantly
written. Nicely done,
Thanks.
~ J
Dreamy poem and lovely. Nice work, Ange.
I've added the title to one or two of *my* poems when submitting and - of course - no spell check caught my typos.
Tess
If it is about the blues, I like it better. I read it and thought "nice." Then I read tath's comment about blues and reread the poem. Much more interesting that way.
a grasshopper sang a song, chirping a legged melody. I knew not what the grasshopper said, but I enjoyed her song.
OK, you lost me with the title. What is a "wrold"? Surely not a typo by an editor of note?