Elusive Silver


By Rhiannonw
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An enigmatic colour this
on the scales of a herring or a ‘silverfish,’
and the reflecting sheen
of a mirror’s screen,
greyer than white,
whiter than grey
shining bright
as a moonlight ray
silvers the path on the sea,
and all that we see in the night by its light;
Honesty’s pennies shimmering
when the cases are shed,
or the crown of wisdom on an aging head,
slivers of metal, silvery shavings,
and the slugs and snails
leave silvery trails.
[IP: choose a colour]
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Comments
What a great original idea
What a great original idea for the I P, I would never have thought about designing a poem like this around the colour of silver. Nice one.
Jenny.
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A good choice and a well
A good choice and a well-crafted poem, Rhiannon.
Best wishes, Luigi
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Beautiful poetry
Beautiful poetry except for the topic. Those little silverfish are horrible little things. But seem harmless enough. I have always wondered, where they come from? Seems to just spontaneosly appear there, in you bath and basin and whatever.
I really think this is excellent poetry Rhiannon. Tom
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All your colour poems are
All your colour poems are magic, you gather such diverse and beautiful examples, held together with your brilliant rhymes. I like the title particularly in this one
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
Such a good poem, but I must admit the subject reminds me of my childhood when my mother would shriek, SILVERFISH" and we knew things were not clean enough in the house.
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Hi Rhiannon,
Hi Rhiannon,
I too think silverfish are awful things, but this was a most interesting poem. Very creative !
hilary
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