Away over the glittering blue
Her gaze sweeps unseen.
Tears trace salty tracks
Even as the brine-infused breeze
Dries them before journey’s end.
She sighs, saddened, wishes for
The surity of his calloused hands
But they are frozen deep
Within that glittering blue.
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Inspired by the cliffs on the Jogasaki coastline, which is in fact very beautiful and pleasant to walk along 🙂 Next travel blog post will be up before the end of the week, promise!
Ro x
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I really like how you kept the sea/salt imagery running throughout – not just in the sea itself but even within her tears. Gave a nice sense of completeness to the whole poem. Brine-infused breeze struck me as a particularly lovely turn of phrase. The ending of the poem reminded me of the final few scenes of Titanic, in which Leo slips away into the deep…
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Thank you very much 🙂 came up with the brine phrase randomly when was trying to describe the smell of the sea (which I love despite not liking seafood much) to one of my friends.
I wasn’t thinking of Titanic at all but now you mention it, it is reminiscent of it! 🙂
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