Tall Tales.
Waves, white-fraying below windy dunes,
gannets diving like bombers on water
pale as green eau-de-nil silk.
Sand, blast-moulded in frilly-ridge heaves
as a seal joins his harem by launching
fat landward as urges begin.
Boat, timber sea-beast nakedly moves
in low breeze, forgotten nose sadly
buried surrenders to salt-kill.
Time, space-given seems fully replete
as poets sit silent thinking of books
a coastline's tall tales could fill.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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thank you for imbuing your write (as ever) with a breath of Nature's refreshing calm, allowing me to center myself on this Sunny Monday morning, in preparation for the looming week ahead
Superb picture your words painted for me today. I saw the ruined prow poking out of the sand whilst sea salt air steals away softer timber grain leaving sculpture to dream upon just as you say.
I've never seen a colony of seal nor dive bombing gannets other than on my TV screen. But felt that cold blast of wind-bourne sand across my flesh - I was going to say tussling my hair but heck...it's blown my hair clean away, Im completely bald!
This poet is itching to be aside the dunes absorbing oceans blast and bird cry again.
Doh! It's the duck pond for me. I never get as far the sea, not being near the coast. lol.
Beautiful, this summer I got to see a few seals bobbing in out of the ocean, and a few diving pelicans, and seagulls fly in synchronized flight like planes! Your poem is charming
Once more your words have taken me to the seashore watching the world that is out there.
I have been so fortunate to have seen gannets and seals. I have also seen dolphins and porpoises.
Andy
I would have given nigh on a months pension to have written 'Tall Tales'
... and what can I say about
'as poets sit silent thinking of books
a coastline's tall tales could fill'.
... nothing, because words would not do them justice ...
Ah - can you feel my blushes despite the distance - you honour my work with finesse my dear friend and thank you bucketfuls for this lovely comment on Tall Tales.
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