Ahh..the beauty of being simple mariners on Summer nights..and certainly reflective of the gulf view of my home town state...
and yes..again..a poem that reflects my wife's Chinese fortune enclosed in cookie en trails..of crumbs...scattered2..about...when eating..tonight...
the mariner's skills are reflective of waves..en count er ed..but never still of ocean flow..does a Mariner make in greater captain..of ship or mate!:)in ocean still..for simple flow...
Sometimes in reading poetry the images capture my attention, other times the form...and both are striking. But what really hit me in this was some of the words you chose, Ginny. Words that just "taste" good in my mouth. Now I want to write something with sequins! And thanks for your help tonight.
A triolet to cherish, images deeply etched in our emotions. I believe I have drown before in past lives, so deep water frightens me, & at night it is worse; but by virtue of your poetics, I can enjoy it; thanks.
Beautiful. :)
ReplyDeletethe moon has been so bright the last couple nights...they seem to have substance...so i could see sailing on them...smiles. magical ginny...
ReplyDelete"sequins set on velveteen". I love riding a boat at night - I find the city lights so comforting. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely triolet ~ I love the imagery of moon-filled night ~
ReplyDeletenicely done, good use of the triolet
ReplyDeleteI had never heard of a triolet before this....thank you for the beautiful introduction :-)
ReplyDeleteMagical.
ReplyDeleteAhh..the beauty of being simple mariners on Summer nights..and certainly reflective of the gulf view of my home town state...
ReplyDeleteand yes..again..a poem that reflects my wife's Chinese fortune enclosed in cookie en trails..of crumbs...scattered2..about...when eating..tonight...
the mariner's skills are reflective of waves..en count er ed..but never still of ocean flow..does a Mariner make in greater captain..of ship or mate!:)in ocean still..for simple flow...
Well, yes we do, dreams, moonbeams, they are the far better than some of the substantial nightmares that haunt our waking hours.
ReplyDeleteLovely - the full moon sky enchants us all - well viewed here with all its glitter. Well done.
ReplyDeleteSometimes in reading poetry the images capture my attention, other times the form...and both are striking. But what really hit me in this was some of the words you chose, Ginny. Words that just "taste" good in my mouth. Now I want to write something with sequins! And thanks for your help tonight.
ReplyDeleteWonderful combination of words and photo. Oh to be able to sail on a pale moonbeam...what a journey! Smiles.
ReplyDeleteDelightful!!!
ReplyDeleteA triolet to cherish, images deeply etched in our emotions. I believe I have drown before in past lives, so deep water frightens me, & at night it is worse; but by virtue of your poetics, I can enjoy it; thanks.
ReplyDeleteWe would all like to be that kind of mariners. Beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteSweetly tender Ginny - brightened up my Sunday... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
ReplyDeleteThat pale moonbeam refreshes the romantic memories. Lovely piece
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful triolet.. The repeated phrases really changed meaning...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Ginny.
ReplyDeletewhat a gorgeous moon - both in your poem and photo - to sail on the moonbeam - beautiful - K
ReplyDeleteSailing on pale moonbeams..simply lovely poem..
ReplyDeleteLovely! And thanks for your fun contribution to this week's Limerick-Off!
ReplyDeleteLove this. It's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteA full moon night can bring back fond memories. That is true! Nice triolet Ginny!
ReplyDeleteHank
Sounds pretty darn nice in all senses of the word, thanks. k.
ReplyDeletedreamy and lovely...'sailing upon a pale moonbeam' is such a beautiful idea :)
ReplyDeletedreamy indeed ~
ReplyDeleteLovely triolet and picture too, my friend!
ReplyDeleteLike a magic carpet ride of light! http://www.looseleafnotes.com/2014/08/the-glossy-head-shot/
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