Storm Petrel Rising
Cast your eyes to the sea
and to the wind lads ..
Come savour that salt on
your beards ..
Cast your eyes to the sea
and the sky lads ..
That’s not
just a blur on the horizon
out there ..
But the upswept and the
spiraling
spray first formed and then
foamed
By those
great angry clouds off them
backs of
those storm petrel rising ..
- Author: Neville ( Offline)
- Published: November 1st, 2021 05:28
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments8
Oi seen some thangs on't 'orizon m'lad but i never seen of that!
Petrel or petrol..... fuels the imagination with confusion. Certainly be a storm comin if petrol prices get much higher.
Can't thank thee enough DA .. typo now appropriately amended ... now off to go hang my head in shame .................................................................................................................... π
Nah mate .. your first visit did me a big favour so I owe ya n truly .................. N π
A marvel of sight are those petrels in flight when seen from a boat at sea - - love the double usage of words in this newsy piece Nev .......... x
Please accept my thanks dear lady Fay ... tis thanks also to the great man himself tho' .. our very own DA who suspected a spelling error that at first, I must confess, I had missed π ....................................................................... x
I'm a confused laddie - petrol in the title, then petrel, a bird!
Typo not done yet - not when I looked in! lol
Maybe you needn't go to Spec Savers after all Mr. O ................................................ well bird spotted π
even all the way, from here
deep in our islander's, naΓ―ve existence
we smell the electrified menace in the gust
that ruffles our clothing and hair
delivering promise, of a Winter
that's gonna be remembered long
in the annals of Nature's
wrath of devastation..
'brooding' is putting it mildly!
(thanks for sharing dear Poet
your words, help sharpen our awareness
let's us know, its not just us
that's glimpsed those ominous, omens)
Thanking you L.B is a ritual I have no doubt I shall never tire of ... So many thanks indeed ... N
Smelt the salt the sea and the foam tangy in my nostrils, never saw no flying motor cars, all I saw were gulls out there, which was great 'cos it meant they weren't in here nicking my sandwich....
Atmospheric write there Nev.
Ha' ta for popping in DD .. many thanks my friend .................... Hope you are seriously well π
Thanks for the welcome Nev. Am well, just devoid of inspiration right now ........
Initially I felt nostalgic of a beach visit
Then felt the wrath man delivered to our nature
Itβs a very well knit poetry
You played the words well dear poet
Thanking you kindly & true spilleronsheet ........................... N π
A Fine write, Neville.
I'm going with a harbinger of trouble.
..........................................Ooh err sir, sounds a bit albatrossified ............... thanks mate π N
Those petrels are wonderful to watch, have seen them when travelling this countries cliffs.
Andy
They are indeed Andy ... thank you my friend . I saw a flock of your namesake goldfinch yesterday and that was both stunning and of course charming π
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