by Kaishaku
ouh, oh
so what now?
100 well deserved, more multiple directions of the sense of the words.
.......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
The 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.
to 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.
Very smooth, and soft to the ears, I caught the feel of the sea in this one...well done
M