Drops of Sea Salt
When the Sun releases the cool remaining Sea
By Francis LPublished 6 months ago • 1 min read
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sun
silence
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a batch of caresses seems to run
a surface waits its affluence
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like something is going to happen
light may show up over the darkness
~ ~ ~
touches the sky, hits the bath foams
touches the air, claps in brightness
takes place and shines as edges beyond one steady bracken
those braked leaves which liberate at times bleaching roams
things hidden into the ocean-drops point in silence beneath the sun
Comments (3)
Love the usage of the italicized verse in this one - it really gives it an ethereal feel. Beautiful!
Your poem takes me back to the sea. Lovely.
When writing this poem, I thought of one self evocative poem (outside Vocal) and a song of French movie "Les Choristes"