Grace

A Spanish sailor sets out to the spice island. He talks about his experiences. His homecoming is a very joyful event.

Beauty, never seen before

As fascinating as the ocean floor

Inspires my good, young sailor to be

An industrious man at sea.

 

Scents waft, exotic and tingling

My nose tickles and my heart is singing

My darling, good sailor writes me these things

And ever so suddenly my heart also sings.

 

Las chicas swoon, and so do I

The caravels are back, we all sigh

"Grace," he calls through the crowd

I just smile and turn around.

Author's Note

Happy READING!

Reviews

[Camille Corbett]

This is a jolly poem! I like it! Not great writing, but the tone engenders a short of happiness that is quite agreeable.

[Joanna Maharis]

I like the way in which you paint beautiful portraits with words. This is truly a work of art.

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Congrats on your winning poem.

[Gandré]

I've found this RQ now. So I am reviewing it. I Like the quatrains, AABB rhyme scheme is flawless. I like the narrative attribute of your poem, it's like to read and look forward what's next... The ambiguity of the name Grace and the smoothness and elegance feeling word worked perfectly. Very nice work. There is (was) a contest, this poem fits perfectly..

[Tate Morgan]

nice but agaIN THE RHYME IN THE LAST STANZA THROWS ME OFF

[-Aurelia Mirella]

Oh how sweet this little poem is! It really opens up the reader's mind, and allows a wonderful story flow through the mind...

Very enjoyable my dear! Keep up the great work. :)

Always,
-Aurelia Mirella

[An owl on the moon]

What a beautiful expression! The story comes alive, like a sweet, warm song.. Oh, the lines flow and dance in such joy.. Thank you for sharing!