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.
love it,
ReplyDeleteyour words speak of a story
and it is perfectly done.
This is fun. A wave shaped poem ;) From Tigerbrite at www.planetcyberluz.com
ReplyDeleteAchchi hai.
ReplyDeleteNice and short and crisp.
:)
The circle never lets up, does it??
ReplyDeleteshort, simple and interesting :)
what a positive view of waves!! Lately I read or hear waves and I see/sense trouble. Thanks for the new perspective/reminder :)
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the rally!
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A child's view of seashore.
ReplyDeleteNot all poems bring a smile on my face, but this did. growing close to the sea and beach I feel at home :)
ReplyDeleteyour talent shine through.
ReplyDeletekeep it up.
Love the structure of the poem, really artistic!! The poem itself was simple and lovely, great job.
ReplyDeleteLove the way you set it out. Wonderful
ReplyDeleteI love the form! Great job =)
ReplyDeleteExcellent imagery, Madhumakhi.
ReplyDeleteWell done!
I really like this one. :-)
ReplyDeleteI love the flow of your words~
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