My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #12: Quatern
Merged in a wash of blatant blue,
Ocean and sky meet in a kiss,
The seafarer surveys the view,
Standing alone in private bliss.
Sloping down to a steep cliff’s edge,
Merged in a wash of blatant blue,
Surrounded by sheep’s bit and sedge,
Scattered with clumps of feverfew.
Brash dahlias of every hue
Offer their pollen to a bee;
Merged in a wash of blatant blue
The sailor can’t forget the sea.
Tall hollyhocks and sunflowers,
Like masts of ships, are bursting through
Delphiniums and irises,
Merged in a wash of blatant blue.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
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Thank you for the vivid floral images! Rhyme and metre too. Great poem 🙂
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