Seen from a distance

By Parson Thru

Sun, 31 Jan 2016
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Basalt arms encircling the bay
Bring comfort to me in this foreign lay

Sensing in this place
The rough security of their embrace

I watch the tide rip
Across the shoulder of the Down

Remembering how my life was saved
One squalid afternoon

Where shuddering grasses
Offer yellow jewels to the sun

And muddy waters pass
As though I'd never been or gone

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Submitted by torscot on

I liked this, reminds me of a fast moving tide that catches the unwary offguard.

torscot

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks torscot. It sure is a fast moving tide.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Stephen Thom on

I liked the feel of this, and the thoughts amongst the water images. Particularly enjoyed Where shuddering grasses(lovely)/Offer yellow jewels to the sun(also lovely)/And muddy waters pass/As though I'd never been or gone, v lovely final line. Much enjoyed

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Very beautiful to read your thoughts, Stephen. A lovely thing. Thank you.

Parson Thru