Silver Flights of Fancy: Salted Words

Monday, June 13, 2016

for dVerse

spill my words in a shower of salt

tumbling into the tossing ocean below

flavoring the fords with fanciful lays

and sloshing against the slopping hills

where written words season

immerse, marinate and simmer

bubbling over and spilling again

singing with rushing storied steam

brudbergJune 13, 2016 at 9:47 PM
This poem is frothing like waves.. Love how it bubble.
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De JacksonJune 13, 2016 at 10:07 PM
What gorgeous alliteration and assonance here. Just wonderful.
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De JacksonJune 13, 2016 at 10:07 PM
PS: "storied steam" is fantastic.
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Kim M. RussellJune 14, 2016 at 12:33 AM
A rhythmically flowing quadrille and, yes, I agree with Bjorn, it bubbles!
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Walt WojtanikJune 14, 2016 at 10:37 AM
A well-seasoned poem ripe with wonderful turns of phrase!
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tonispencerJune 14, 2016 at 11:43 AM
I like De and Bjorn love how this poem bubbles and froths....where written words season...excellent!
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AnonymousJune 14, 2016 at 12:57 PM
I can taste the salt tang - and that's not just because I live near the sea! My favourite time? Winter.
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Josslyn Rae TurnerJune 16, 2016 at 5:02 PM
Very beautiful!
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TruedessaJune 18, 2016 at 9:51 AM
Bubbling in salted waters the ocean does come to mind
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Rosemary Nissen-WadeJune 19, 2016 at 1:07 AM
Ha, nice!
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