Where I Belong
by Shay White
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Rocky cliffs, plunge
down into a rocky coast.
Waves turn pebbles, over
in the foam,
of the sea.
Laughing gulls,
swoop
into the waves,
crying their song.
Singing of the rocky shore,
the wind, the sea, the sand,
entwined.
I am certain,
I have always,
known.
This is where I belong.
Waves roll over my feet,
answering in kind.
© Shay White
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| Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather |
7/6/2012 |
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| nicely stated. |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
6/29/2012 |
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| I can taste the salty breeze in this one~ |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
6/29/2012 |
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This write did speak to me and I think it invited me back to the sea...
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| Reviewed by Shirley Houston |
6/29/2012 |
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| I grew up on Rockaway Beach in New York. This took me home!! Bravo, poet! |
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| Reviewed by Budd Nelson |
6/29/2012 |
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Shay,
Many of us have an deep feeling with the sea, your write expresses that quite well.
Budd |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
6/28/2012 |
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You have captured the place very well and shared it effectively through your verses, Shay. Your poem expresses a very similar theme to one of mine that I have shared via my poem entitled, "Near the Sea I Breathe" which is posted here at AD. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
Regis |
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