Blue
slips
from the skies
drips
from the icebergs
pools
in the oceans
**
Previously published (Autumn 2018) in Panning for Poems, the quarterly journal for micropoetry from Poetry NI.
While over on the Beach Hut, you can read my poem Gulls (which was posted on this blog in 2015).
5 comments:
So well imagined Juliet, to all eyes.
__ Truly, icicles are saddened by their melt.
from the tips
tears drip into the warm
icicle melt
Nice
So beautiful words...
Love from Titti
A nice poem :)
All the best Jan
Lovely poetry ~ ^_^
Happy Moments to You,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
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