Friday, May 20, 2011

Waves

                                                                           Waves
                come crashing
                             on the sea shore,
                                             cleaning bare feet off
                                                        accumulated sand- grainy
                                                               and gritty. But feet keep gathering
                                                       grainy gritty sand and waves keep
                                                  crashing down the shore just to clean them.

15 comments:

  1. love it,
    your words speak of a story
    and it is perfectly done.

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  2. This is fun. A wave shaped poem ;) From Tigerbrite at www.planetcyberluz.com

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  3. Achchi hai.

    Nice and short and crisp.

    :)

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  4. The circle never lets up, does it??

    short, simple and interesting :)

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  5. what a positive view of waves!! Lately I read or hear waves and I see/sense trouble. Thanks for the new perspective/reminder :)
    Enjoy the rally!

    http://lynnaima.wordpress.com/

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  6. Not all poems bring a smile on my face, but this did. growing close to the sea and beach I feel at home :)

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  7. your talent shine through.

    keep it up.

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  8. Love the structure of the poem, really artistic!! The poem itself was simple and lovely, great job.

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  9. Love the way you set it out. Wonderful

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  10. Excellent imagery, Madhumakhi.

    Well done!

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  11. I really like this one. :-)

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  12. I love the flow of your words~

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