For this one, at the end, you can click through to the image which was the inspiration...
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Scene
There was a place once
I saw
It sat upon the sea
Where sky was blue
The water too
And the building twixt was three.
It was white I think
Or grey
But took the bluish hue
The tide was out
some crowd about
A distant and mingling queue.
Out upon the strands
Bare feet
Bent backs and metal pails
Time opportune
Harvest of noon
The whelks, the cockles, the snails.
Rocks and black-brown sand
It was
That sea-bed now exposed
Man misses naught
A fish is caught
As the sleeping dogs reposed.
Ephemeral scene
It is
Reliant on nature's whim
When water turns
The liquid churns
And the building seems to swim.
© Yamini Ali MacLean 2016
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Yet another one of your fine pictures of H2O the words were perfect too.
ReplyDeleteI'll be posting my FFF tomorrow. Be sure not to have a mouth full of tea you might giggle
Hugs Cecilia
Love it! namaste, janice xx
ReplyDeleteThat is a fine poem. Mom read it out loud, and it flows so nicely. Bravo.
ReplyDeleteWoos, Lightning and Timber
It is the perfect poem.
ReplyDeleteThe picture of a thousand words.
ReplyDeleteI love both the picture and the painting made by your words. I wondered if that was a sleeping dog on the table...
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem, I could see the scene without even looking at the picture!
ReplyDeletewonderful!!!
ReplyDeletethe image is beutiful, the poem is even better than the image, I LOVE IT Yam... i always have trouble with understanding poetry.. this one i can see the image in my head.
ReplyDeleteI prefer your poem to the picture. Poems let the reader weave her own imagination through the warp and weft of the words of the writer. That's something pictures can never do.
ReplyDeleteVery nicely rendered poem.
ReplyDeleteVery captivating poem, and a real delight to see the photo inspiring it.
ReplyDeleteI love this poem! Great job!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great poem! It really is wonderful.
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