echo in seashells

flyingfish

The seashore is seldom silent,
never mourning nor forlorn,
for relentless waves 
called on the roll, roar in.

The play's cast of waves
cheered on by the wind,
stand up, 
break into applause,
take a bow
and curtain call 
together.

Whooping with delight
they crash, and splash,
hiss and fizz,
to peal endless
crescendo 
in swishes.

  • Author: John Richard Anderson (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 1st, 2021 00:31
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 47
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Comments6

  • Saxon Crow

    Great poetry there John.

  • Goldfinch60

    I was there with you John, walking by the sea is wonderful.

    Andy

  • flyingfish

    Thanks, glad you liked it. Cheers and Best Wishes

  • orchidee

    Good write John.

    • flyingfish

      Thanks very much for your feedback

    • L. B. Mek

      I read
      a part of me, informs me: this is a great write
      a lacking, part of me
      wishes it knew why, it was so good...
      thanks for sharing

      • flyingfish

        Thanks and cheers

      • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

        Lovely flow..nice choice of words 🙂

        • flyingfish

          Thanks for that. I appreciate your kind response. Cheers and Best Wishes.



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