by Jane Rodway
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Inspired by a Charles Herbert Woodbury painting of the same name (1864-1940)
Against a wave,
the sunlit surface,
streams of oneself
and rainbow water-
I reach out,
I am the eel,
A rising sun,
with childish glee,
sit atop, solid-
waiting for me.
Is the reflection there,
speaking the same words,
telling the world
what's left unspoken,
the nature of my game.
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|Reviewed by richard poor
|so very good!!|
|Reviewed by Dale Clark
|I love the way you envision these paintings
and I hadn't reviewed this one. Beautiful!
Great work Michelle!
|Reviewed by Letitia Blount
|Love the images and makes me feel eager for summer. Thanks for sharing.|
|Reviewed by J M
|Wonderful visuals in this excellent poem......|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Vivid imagery...great write!!
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|". . . the nature of my game." Blood Sweat and Tears used that phrase in a song many years ago. Loved it then, love it now as a clincher to a fine poem.|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|Some great lines and great imagery to go with.|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|As always superb rendering, Michelle!
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Oooohhhhhhhhhhhh...the sea. I love the sea. :) And I love this write--imagery so clear and pure, it breaks over my soul and brings me joy. Thank you!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Such crisp and crystal clear images. One feels they are the swimmer..
You should do another exibition in NY of you work..