Exciting.
With tide at its highest the estuary
shimmers,
each filling inlet a labyrinth of
vigour.
The union of beauty and abstracted
silence
lures incoming bevies of feathered
wildness.
Scanty fresh cloud, blue morning
now broken
forks lightening east with patches
of motion.
Sea-wind unfurls and with a first
shiver
wingbeats fast up-flee in palpable
rhythm.
Exciting as shore-line glitters with
welcome
an early start visit has proved truly
blessed.
Diamanté fragrance could lift each
dull day
if best sunrising mem'ries in minds
would stay.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The picture is of Hayle Estuary where I walk almost daily.
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻, Accidental Poet, myself and me
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Comments8
I can see and feel that high tide. Unfortunately we don't have that, the difference here between low and high tide is very small.
As usual, Fay, your word choice is exquisite.
Fay,
The entire poem is a beauty! As a read,
it sings to the
fortunate reader...me!
My favorite line...
“Diamanté fragrance could
lift each dull day...”
You are a gifted poetess!
Fay is your name
Poetry is your game
An eloquent write Fay.
Beautiful structure and cadence in this one, Fay. Admirable work!
Thank you for gifting us with a picture and a poem that is truly beautiful! In a way that only you can!
Beautiful write Fay, looks like a great place to walk and contemplate.
Such a peaceful place for all living creatures to live in harmony.
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