Pale, the lonely shoreline

Another poem written to a beautiful Carol Haigh painting titled Long Beach II

Long Beach II

By

Carol Haigh

 

 

 

Pale, the lonely shoreline

 

Pale, the lonely shoreline

Twisted branchless sighs

Long of places far away

At rest neath ashen skies

 

Prey of storms once passing

Felled of nature’s eye

Washed alone this sandy nook

Wave a sad goodbye

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Tom]

Kinda makes me think of someone who is finally washed up and fed up with the rat-race!

A very creative, imaginative short poem !

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[SarahLin]

You picked the perfect picture to go with a perfect poem..

[Jack...]

Thank you my friend. I actually wrote the poem to the painting as it inspired me. I appreciate your kind words.

[OTownPete]

Nice ode to the driftwood of life

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Pete

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Sad ending... Anyway, what's "felled", Jack? Haha. Thank you so much!

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend. :)

[kublakhan27]

Being the son of a fisherman and growing up on the shoreline, this one was especially meaningful to me. Well done my friend.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Steve. I found this painting so beautiful but sad and I had to write something to it. Thanks again.

[kublakhan27]

Always a pleasure :) There are many such scenes around my hometown so there's little doubt as to where my earliest source of literary expression came from.

[Baby Ricochet]

Lovely. Both the picture and the poem.

[Jack...]

Thank you my friend.

[Mark]

Poem and picture fit perfectly. Enjoyed reading.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Mark.

[Rita L. Sev]

A friend went to the shore this weekend to close up her beach house for the winter. She posted on facebook that it made her sad. Your poem has the same sad feel of goodbye, as the sun sets and the grey begins...

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Rita. Yes, bidding farewell to summer is always bittersweet, though I still have plenty coming my way, at least for anothe three weeks.

[TL Boehm]

makes me a little soul sick for some reason. Its beautifully penned - but it makes me think of things I've lost....places I cannot be.

[Jack...]

Sorry Tammy, I hope you find reason to smile today.

[Anand Sehgal]

Prey of storms once passing
Felled of nature’s eye
Washed alone this sandy nook
Wave a sad goodbye.

Marvelous write. Time and tide take everything and again they give back. it is a to and fro game.