Swift Season

by Kirsten Jones   Jul 26, 2005


Sharp-serrated, corrugated
Surf-rush swirl, rib-rack grey
Herring-bone fishy, cotton woolly
Salmon tinge shadow, blue as day.
All hue and dash to be seen this evening
As swooping swifts trill in display.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Lyra

    I like your use of rhyme scheme, and you're words paint a lovely picture. The only bit of advice I can add, for you're much better than me, is to state a focal point. You have my kudos.
    ~Lyra

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