Exposure

storm's marauding afterlife

leaves eyes of sunrise squinting

.

brooding cloud formations

hang in black curtain heaviness

.

lined with a sliver of silver hem

gleaming with uncertain promise

.

hurled through rough salty waters

from ocean's dark disturbed bed

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tossed in a surge of soapy foam

angriest of roller-coasters ride in

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fossils flung far in shifting swell

beached upon dampened sand

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naked on soft islands surrounded

by wet glistening shingle sharps

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ammonites bellemnites picked

by fingers clinging to jurassic finds

.

Reviews

[Lisasview]

I felt like I was there with you dear Chris, after the storm, looking for treasures.... Something I just love to do.
Rained heavily here today but now it is sunny....and we are in June... Oh those poor vacationers... not been great here the past two weeks...
We of course love it... Rain...means not as much watering...
Lisa, shoulder better

[Chris Shaw]

Good your shoulder is getting better. The storm certainly inspired my writing and allowed my imagination to wander. I appreciate you Lisa.

Chris

[Lisasview]

Good morning dear Chris,
7:15 here and I am already on the computer with a nice Cappuccino next to me.
The weather does often inspire...
Lisa

[Chris Shaw]

Have a wonderful day Lisa.

[Lisasview]

Thank you,
Lisa

[Soren]

Holy smoke! Chris you have outdone yourself with the vividness of this imagery.
"storm's marauding afterlife
leaves eyes of sunrise squinting
.
brooding cloud formations
hang in black curtain heaviness
.
lined with a sliver of silver hem
gleaming with uncertain promise"

such lines cast a picture as vivid as reality itself. The last lines of this poem sum it up nicely and the very words themselves give feel to this piece.

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks for a great review Soren. I certainly got inspired by the moody weather :) All the best.
read moreThanks for a great review Soren. I certainly got inspired by the moody weather :) All the best.

Chris

[W. Barrett Munn]

Chris, everything here is wonderfully described and a pleasure to read. I will pass something along I learned just the other day. I was fortunate enough to have two poems chosen for online critiques from Tim Green, the editor of Rattle. One thing he said was that a poem should "go somewhere" but not where you thought it would go when you started, and not where you want it to go.

The idea came to me that we start a poem, but after that we follow to where our subconscious takes us .
All of a sudden, writing poetry for me has become much more difficult.

Winston

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Winston for sharing. I already find writing difficult. Tim Green’s ideas would have me completely floundering :) Well done you for getting your poems chosen for critique. Have a good Monday.

Chris

[Carola]

hi chris, woweee!! i loved all your stanzas the first one being my favourite.
great word choices & metaphors.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ for your writing
have a great sunday
cheerio carola

[Chris Shaw]

Hi Carola, thanks for that great encouragement. I certainly became inspired by the stormy weather. All the best.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow! You are an Artist of words … the aftermath of a Storm from Oceans Opus Symphony… a Grand Piano playing on Wet Sand with Chords of Ecstacy… a standing Ovation. Lightening and Thunder. gently,, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Such a poetic review Pat. Thank you so much. The storm certainly inspired my pen. Have a great day.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Chris… the awesome wonders of inspiration bring a peaceful aura to a 🎶 Song… gently, Pat

[Neville]

You shore do know your coasts don't you our Chris .. You just nailed our Jurassic coastline and all its previous inhabitants .. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Neville for visiting the Jurassic coastline with me. A source of immense fascination. Hunting for treasures. Have a great day my friend. Sun’s out.

Chris

[Re-Pete]

wow. some "exposure". imagery floats as your words roll off of the tongue.

goodness -

lined with a sliver of silver hem
gleaming with uncertain promise

ammonites bellemnites picked
by fingers clinging to jurassic finds

loved every bit of this. a real keeper for sure ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Pete, thank you for your encouraging review. I did spend some time on this one. That was a morning to remember, after the storm. Have a great Saturday.

Chris

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

‘fossils flung far in shifting swell
beached upon dampened sand’

Love it
Great work Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Julie for your encouraging review. Be sure to have a good weekend.

Chris

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

You too
Thanks Chris
Enjoy your Saturday

[willweb]

To me this sounded like a hunt for seashells along a deserted coastline. Either way I enjoyed it.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you will. It was hunting for fossils thrown on to a beach in Dorset after a storm. We had rich pickings that day. The sea remained moody. Pleased you stopped by.

Chris

[Weeping willow]

Lovely write and images flow through your words, hurled through rough salty waters from oceans dark disturbed bed. I saw so much just within these words. ;-]. Nicely expressed.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Weeping willow for your visit and kind encouraging review. Have a great day.

read moreThank you Weeping willow for your visit and kind encouraging review. Have a great day.

Chris.