meditation

On powd'ry grains of sand
At genial island's narrow end,
Morning gently breaks:

I cast stones at crested waves;
Cheeks still moist in briny breeze.




Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-01-28 at 03:38

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Your imagery is so beautiful and delicate. Lovely!
~Ashe
2015-02-07


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2015-01-31



As rhythmic and soothing as the natural scene it describes. It's much harder, I think, to establish rhythm in a poem over rhyme. Nicely done.
2015-01-28


Phyllis J. Rhodes
So succinctly painted. Ahh, the beauty.
2015-01-28