Wednesday 19 February 2020

Melting

Blue 

slips 
from the skies 

drips
from the icebergs 

pools
in the oceans

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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:

Magyar said...

So well imagined Juliet, to all eyes.
__ Truly, icicles are saddened by their melt.

from the tips
tears drip into the warm
icicle melt

ashok said...

Nice

HWIT BLOGG said...

So beautiful words...
Love from Titti

Lowcarb team member said...

A nice poem :)

All the best Jan

carol l mckenna said...

Lovely poetry ~ ^_^

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