Like moving staves of music, long waves
Break white. Their tunes are made of water,
A foaming, moving scherzo. In counterpoint,
The solid, steady staves of coal-black stone.
A frail descant from our voices high above.
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Author:
Morwenna (
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A fine write M.
This is terrific. Your phrases are creative and fresh. You have described the scene precisely. Your word flow. -Phil A.
A super write of Scotland's beautiful sea-water tunes with its likeness to staves of scored music. A compelling read with insightful imagery - thank you Morwenna for sharing it with us.
Thank you for commenting. Yes I could listen to the music of the sea for ages - and do.
Natures music is so wonderful Morwenna.
Andy
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