AND WAVES WILL ALWAYS ROLL
The changing light that washes out
to bathe the fortress of the sea:
curling, crushing, carving caves
embracing skirts of golden shore,
from deepest seaweed green the waves
roll in and swallow sand borne tracks
as man’s mortality is lost
beneath the dancing rhythmic spray
and waves will always roll.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: July 28th, 2017 00:00
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Comments9
Good write and wonderful painting.
Thanks G - on reading it again the 'footprints' line has lost metre so needs a bit of tweaking.
Got it:
From: Roll in and swallow footprints in the sand
To: Roll in and swallow sand borne tracks
Reads so much better - changed it above.
Fine write and pic M.
Cheers O
A wonderful roll to this salty read Michael - another super write along with your watercolour seascape.
ROLL JORDAN ROLL ~ ROLL JORDAN ROLL ! I love waves in rivers ~ lakes ~ oceans ! I am only 10 miles from the sea ~ so each week I get a chance to enjoy the WAVES breaking on the shore ~ AMEN. Love the Painting & the Poem ~ Please check my TAPESTRY ~ Thanks BRIAN
Cheers Brian
The mortality of man against the backdrop of nature's immortality ... a fine write and equally fine painting, Michael!
Cheers Louis
Lovely write....lovely rythm
Thanks J
Love your poem Michael. I sometimes sit at the beach and just watch the waves. The mesmerizing and soothingly repetitive motion together with the vastness of the ocean usually makes me feel small and unimportant, yet contemplative of nature's beauty.
Thanks Fred - to sit and just observe nature is one of life's best therapies
BRILLIANT Michael
Just brilliant....
You are so kind - and so much appreciated - thanks PH
This Micheal is very cool ,the first poem of yours that I've read and I found it very well done nicely melded I will take some time and read more
Thanks so much - recently I have been painting more abstracts in acrylic ink although most of my commissions still come from local village scenes - this one in acrylic is a bit of an odd one out as I rarely paint in acrylic.
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