Mudlarks

Cherry

By queen beatle

Fri, 27 Sep 2024
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You can't revisit a river

    or sift the same sand twice;

        but you see yourself again

            a distant figure on the flatland.

 

 

It yells in familiar gales

    trades diadems for drill bits

        with the sharp-beaked resolution

        of the wire-throated mudbirds

    flung in handfuls by coarse wind

among the marshy tumps.

 

 

                Face-deep in grey reeds

            you watch your mouth move

        wait patiently for sound to follow sight.

    Your ears may reach the words

but their meaning stays aloft.

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Comments

Submitted by HarryC on

Fabulous.  Stark images, and some perfectly-chosen words to create them.  I especially love that final stanza - dream-like and otherworldly.

Submitted by queen beatle on

 

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Good to remember, A soft answer turns away wrath, keep your words sweet and soft and juicy you might have to eat them later.

Excellent! Keep well Morwenna & Nolan

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Good to remember, A soft answer turns away wrath, keep your words sweet and soft and juicy you might have to eat them later.

Excellent! Keep well Morwenna & Nolan

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Be kind to people on your way up, you might meet them again going down.

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