by Dawn L Mullan
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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Grieved by the sight Iíve seen,
I look outó
my mind the hapless carrier.
The ocean barren of mystical waves
and angelic seagulls that take flight;
As fog rolls as the tolls begin,
I can hear;
faint whispers over the monotone
Echoing motion through my soul,
of those who came before
as distant lighthouses shine;
Restless the sea grew,
I feel them,
the lost dead searching there.
Natureís beauty sweeps away
as tears spread upon my face
to lose so many at once;
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|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Such powerful imagery--the first stanza grabs the reader's attention and makes them feel, relive the aftermath of disasters, seen (9/11 comes vividly to mind), as does the rest of the poem. Brilliantly captured. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Samuel Stone
|A very nice piece, good imagery... I enjoyed the read...
Wishing you well..
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A very moving poem, Dawn. Compelling. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes to you,
|Reviewed by Morning Star
|Wow I love the peaceful feelings and tone
In this expressions of loss
Your words captured very nice imagery and vividness
Enjoyed reading this stunning piece!!
Love Peace and hugssss....Morning Star
|Reviewed by Axilea MU
|A peaceful atmosphere and the simple description of loss.
Thank you for sharing this.
|Reviewed by Art Sun
|A nice work of this view of the oceans and the sea, the aftermath and loss of life can place one within tears...even when they are calm...
very nice work...
|Reviewed by William Haynes
|a beautiful sad poem. The sea can be wanton and lovely or cruel. It can be both giver or taker of life
Aftermath was a wonderful and touching piece.