storm cooking

Cherry

By Di_Hard

Mon, 10 Sep 2018
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13 comments
 

unseen fingers flex

kneading clouds of soughing

dough as gulls white flakes, salt

flavour here and now with calls

of far dangers journeyed

on sea's steel surface

where no storm sticks

 

Certificate U
Poem

Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Intirguing, Di. There's a lot blended in there. Was this written from seeing a storm brewing? I was thinking of 'sour dough' when I realised it was 'soughing dough'! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou for commenting Rhiannon,and for saying about sour and sough :0) Was thinking how the wind is like air muscles, then remembering ages ago thinking the sky looked like dough, and then when making bread in the afternoon hearing about a storm

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I'd never heard the word 'sough' before and had to look it up - can't understand why it's not more widely used! Anyway - this is lovely Di, welcome back!

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou Insert :0) I guess sough must come from the same root as sigh, just MORE?

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

 

Very atmospheric poem Di,

could feel the brewing strength of a storm in your words.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou Jenny, it's a sort of nervous exciting when storms gather isn't it?

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

I had to look it up too (sough) great word to use in this image invoking poem. Loved it.

Penny4athought

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou for your lovely comment Penny4athought.

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

I can almost taste that salty fresh air, so much imagery, as has been said, from just a handful of choice words. It's like one of those tiny seascape paintings so skilfully crafted.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou Jane :0) I love the sound of seagulls, I'm glad it gave you a taste of the sea

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou so much Rosa!

 

Submitted by PoetonaHill on

Hi DH A lot of imagery here. It's good stuff. I like the idea of a stainless steel sea to which the storms never stick. The invisible fingers up there kneading the clouds and giving a dash of salt with the swirling seabirds. 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou for your comment PoetonaHill.It's been very stormy here the last few days