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to sea at last

    oh immeasurable bounty
    a net of twinkling stars
    cast over and over all 
    we can reach with trembling 
    fingers, wide open mouths 
    agape, aghast, at sea at last
    the flood spears the heat as
    we spread our glass-like wings, 
    
   we fly away
            
   we seek the blush of autumn

   and solace from the sun

◄ grief in b-flat

what god has joined together let no man put asunder ►

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elPintor

Thu 6th Apr 2017 01:51

Good graciousness, Stu..the net cast above rather than below? Surely, this is the true wage of any fisherman cast to sea.

elP

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Paul Waring

Tue 4th Apr 2017 20:22

Wonderfully atmospheric Stu, and you've got me intrigued.

Paul

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raypool

Tue 4th Apr 2017 19:09

Enchanting Stu, and I like the use of Oh, open and over to give a sort of open - mouthed sense of wonder to the piece.
Highly effective. I wasn't sure if glass-like wings represents sails or not. Excellent stuff.

Ray

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 4th Apr 2017 17:11

Just plain lovely, with a thrilling choice of words: 'agape, aghast, at sea at last' is fabulous, followed by 'glass' and 'solace' Real wordsmanship. (My computer doesn't like that word - tough!)

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