WITHOUT A TRACE

A Poem

Feisty waves, stream with synchronised motions,

     splashing sultry devotions, rippling aligned,

     steadily in situ, gushing as froffy, white heads

     tipple, in to lively, virtuous, river rituals. 

     The mystic moon is vaguely present,

     a faint, elegant, icicle crescent. 

     Frailty is transcendent, as a precious glove

     of maroon velvet, (a precarious gift,

     received, following a tiff) ,

     haphazardly falls from grace,  at an  

     atmospheric pace,  sinking

     effortlessly among fastidious waves,

     without barely a trace.

 

 

 

     

                     

Author's Note

Reviews would be most welcome.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Keen, lovely phrasing: ' The mystic moon is vaguely present, ~ a faint, elegant, icicle crescent. ' Your sea, your waves, are ever-moving, enveloping that glorious moon whatever its span. You've reminded me of the eternal connection of moon and tide - a miracle in fact. Rather like love and all its brilliant or gentle guises.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Lovely thoughts, thank you Emma Joy

[David Aiello]

*snaps fingers*

I can only comment that it was beautiful, and the rhythm and choice of words painted it lush and exquisite within my mind.
Again, Thank You!

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[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Detailed descriptions and imagery. I enjoyed "seeing" and "feeling" your thoughts, Sheema. :)

[don't know]

i live near the sea so i can relate to this poem you capture the beauty and the power of the sea in the lines well.

[h d e rushin]

i wish i could sit on your knee and trace with my soul the perspective that you always write from.
Everything in space is "without a trace"/ Nicely written Sheema....

your student,
dana

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thanks very much for your thoughts

[Norma M Sutton]

This is beautiful. There is something magical about all water.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thanks so much Norma

[Tai Ryens]

Drowning is a terribly frightening concept in its own, but the image of meeting doom without having a chance to leave behind your mark is even more so.. Well conveyed message.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thanks you so much Tai.

[Pax]

I find myself lost into your atmospheric pace.... of all the I've just recently read, this is one of your best my friend... Love this!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thank you so much Pax.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Whether you found yourself in the mind of a persona on a ship, or in the spirit of a mermaid ... very nicely written Sheema, from another point of view, you were one with the sea, in its many crested waves, as if it flew out of your quill. Nicely done! I like this one.

- Elisa

[SHEEMA HUQ]

Thank so very much for your kind commentary.

Always my dearest pleasure! :)

[Dhaye]

Love sometimes is seen
only by the eyes of each other,
with the water and the moon as the witnesses
when troubles come, nobody knows
how it started and ended
for there was no other trace...

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I love your interpretation, Dhaye.