Hatterras (Burmese climbing rhyme)

by jed   Mar 25, 2006


Dunes receding from the saline

Sand blowing, destroys evidence of my passage

Building shell middens at the point

Pelicans dive for their sustenance

Surf's alive, I hear its voice in the darkness

I thrive in the mist, salt-cured.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Twisted Heart

    Enjoyed the poem. Words flowed and the climbing rhyme was superb. good write.

  • 18 years ago

    by shobhana kumar

    Great climbing rhyme and very descriptively done. i especially like the last line :"I thrive in the mist, salt-cured."

    it endorses the belief that " all the world's maladies find their cure in salt water - through tears and the ocean"

    enjoyed the read

    good luck and peace
    shobhana

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