This poem was written in response to the Kreative Kue challenge by Keith Channing on his blog, Keith Kreates, see his post here:
https://keithchanning.wordpress.com/2019/03/25/kreative-kue-212/
I walk along the beach at dawn
Wandering freely without much care
Of where I place each foot, forlorn
And heavy, wondering why I linger there.
I glance to see a foggy tendril
A whispering ghost of gossamer wing
I hear a voice, I stand and tremble,
It is my name the Angels Sing.
There, by the sea, a corpse is lying,
I rush to help, too late, and yet
I give a breath, then stop trying
My eyes fall upon a piece of Jet.
The blackest stone of mourning loss
I see its glimmer and watch it shine.
This gem reveals much with its gloss.
The Gem and body, both are mine.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 25/March/2019
I have also included the following prompts:
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/03/25/your-daily-word-prompt-gossamer-march-25-2019/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/03/25/rdp-monday-jet/
Wow! That’s fab! I love it! β€
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Excellent! I’m really glad you enjoyed it. π
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Hey Kristian, l have just tagged you for 321 Quote Me, with the topic of Truth π
https://aguycalledbloke.blog/2019/03/25/321-quote-me-truth-3/
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Thank you, I shall do that first thing tomorrow. I’m off to bed now. Good night. π
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Night night Kristian, sleep well π
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Thank you. π
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Spine tingling! Great
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Lovely π
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I would love to be on a beach. I look forward to summer.
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I like walking along the beach. I can’t sit there, I get bored.
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I love sitting on the beach and just watching and listening to the sounds of the water. Itβs so calming to me.
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I do enjoy being on the beach and I find the sound and smell of the sea very therapeutic, but I can’t sit still for long. π
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Nothing wrong with that π
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Splendid poem, Kristian; thank you.
In case you’re interested, the photo was taken on the beach near Benicarlo, Spain at 3pm last Christmas Eve.
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Thank you. Yes, I am interested. I didn’t think it looked like dawn or early morning and I’m glad no corpse was discovered…. π A lovely picture, as always. π
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