I fall into a movie that crushed me the opening was water shadow waves across the ceiling the whole room, the poem put me drowning into that pain of a room of your bottle, pain in a bottle a song rolls around around marbling the meat, but that was time , not the nest, a cats eye moves,shadowing the floating, the tops of a waves crest hungry for your bottle, if only he had let the mackerel go ,paddle along side, pop the cork and toast, But a cat can't let a mackerel in claw go to dive or paddle into a bush burning or not. .Better yet a challenge dive deep deeper bottle and two glasses in hand, un corked in the deep would the pain flow around ,up, down, out, in?
Very strong write here. I love the color...i love the photo. But the meaning is most impressive.
Posted 11 Years Ago
Every year I go twice to my beloved Spain, and when me and my hubby had drunk a bottle of wine we do such a ritual to put a message in the bottle, and let the magical sea, do her work.... wherever it may be arrive, this poem, has such a flavor, and beauty in it... it touched me.
Made me remind a beautiful moment, and your words are stunning.
Thanks a lot.
Hi, I'm Sophia. I am 24 and have a Bachelors degree in English and minored in creative writing. I really love writing poetry and science fiction/fantasy are the genres that have always been my favored.. more..