My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar – Octain Refrain
In lines of salty poetry
beach-combings of sea-shells and stones
seaweed and brittle brine-bleached bones
polished and arranged in glory
deep blues and moody seascape hues
the writer navigates a story
of washing waves and seagull’s tones
in lines of salty poetry
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
writing in north norfolk 
“Lines of salty poetry” – what a gorgeous way of describing the ocean!
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Thank you 🙂
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This is absolutely stunning 🙂
Lovely depiction of ocean.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Thank you, Sanaa xx
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Ah you took me back to the beach in spring. How I loved having it to myself. This was a perfect realization of Luke’s form. Very beautiful.
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This is beautiful and peaceful. I love that your internal rhyme line — “deep blues and moody seascape hues” — was a little unbalanced with blues not being in the center. I also love your alliteration throughout.
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Thank you, Linda.
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I love collecting those sea-shells and stones, arranging them in glory ~
Love that “lines of salty poetry” ~
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Just loved this…especially since I just returned from visiting my mom who lives near the ocean. Wonderful poetic metaphor and good use of the form.
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You really shine with this form, Kim; this is one of the best poems I’ve encountered out here today. My wife & I are spending 2 days mid-week at the ocean soon; love those negative ions.
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Thank Glenn. Have a wonderful time by the sea with your wife 🙂
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Your poem makes me yearn for the sea!!
Love the idea of salty poetry.
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I love your “salty poetry” and “deep blues and moody seascape hues/the writer navigates a story”…just beautiful!
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“seaweed and brittle brine-bleached bones”, you got a lot of mileage out of that line, but it’s still 8 syllables, and it’s very imaginative! Your story is quite picturesque.
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Thank you. Writing takes me back to the sea regularly and i live so close to the coast I can indulge my love of wind and waves!
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Lucky you.. We were raised in Miami.
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I love your salty poetry! My favorite thing to write about…;)
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Thank you Kathy 🙂
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Wonderfully succinct poem, perfectly formed and flowed like liquid gold. Excellent.
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Thank you 🙂
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I walk the beach and taste the salt of your poetry…excellent!
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😊
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Wonderful lilt to it.
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Love the image you’ve created here, Kim! Thank you!
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this is a treasure, like the shells found on the beach
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Nicely done. Makes me yearn for the beach!
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Thank you , Ginny 🙂
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Kim, as I breathe best with salty toes, I absolutely adore this.
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Thank you De 🙂
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So natural and nautical. Absolutely love “brittle brine-bleached bones”.!
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sMiLes.. i cannot
imagine how sad iT
would be.. not to grow
up with Gulf.. Beach..
and sand.. so white..
but i often
dreAM
oF mountains..
snow.. and vALLeys
deep.. Meadows Of
Green.. i wiLL continue to Sing..:)
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