to an archipelago
that dips low and green
in the silken blue of the sea
let’s wander along cliffs
that fall sheer and grey
down into a bay
where granite sand
glints between stones
seashells and bleached fish bones
let’s build a castle
on a deserted beach
with a moat that only waves can breach
Kim M. Russell, 30th August 2018

My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Midweek Prompt: Going Going Gone!
Karin tells us that she’s been trying to remember poems that she once memorized and was struck by how often they began with a ‘going’. She gives as examples: ‘The Lake Isle of Innisfree’ by W.B. Yeats, ‘The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock’ by T.S. Eliot, As I Walked Out One Evening by W.H. Auden, Yeats’ ‘The Wandering Aengus’ and John Donne’s song ‘Go and Catch a Falling Star’. It was a pleasure to dip into extracts of poems I haven’t read for a while.
Karin realized that ‘going’ is a very common jumping-off point for a poem and asks us to use this trope in our own poems. For extra points, she suggests that we think of writing a poem that someone might memorize and that won’t immediately ‘go’ out of their consciousness–i.e. consider incorporating rhyme, meter; and keeping it relatively short.
Beautiful wishful poem.
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Thank you, Francina.
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Oh! wow, this is so peaceful, wish to go to that place right now.
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Sounds absolutely lovely and inviting!
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Well adults enjoy building sand castles too as it is such a good way to unwind. Great poem that’s good to read.
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Thanks Robin!
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Oh my…to that beach. the one with “seashells and bleached fish bones”. Sounds like a lovely place to sit and listen to the tides comeing and going out.
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I just fancy building a sandcastle and decorating it with pebbles, seashells and whatever else the beach has to offer!
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This sounds like a wonderful dream. One is never to old to build sancastles
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I can’t wait to build some with my grandson!
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Classic end-of-summer fantasy…Some years I’ve acted it out, too. No regrets!
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We have a trip to Oxford planned for later in September. I’ve been to several times Cambridge before but this will be a first. No seaside but lots of history and an amazing library!
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Yes, let’s go away!! Sounds like a wonderful place to go to the seaside!
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Beaches are great for the young who have youngersters. I remember helping to make those castles and hoping the tide would come in before we left. And also leaving as much sand at the beach as we possibly could she’d.
So much fun and good memories. Thank you.
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I must go down the sea again…
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So beautiful. Such a lovely read!
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Thank you, Sherry!
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I love the strength of your verses. I see silken was a word we had in common – it does have a beautiful sensuality to it and fits so well in your description. I love the added lilt of the rhymes.
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Love the place you found… going is not just leaving,.. but also finding a place to rest..
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I love the peace found here Kim.
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Thank you, Linda! 🙂
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This is really good…you got rhyme, meter, form and scenery into this …as well as taking me on a short vacation! Genius.
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Thank you, Viv!
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