In Quietude on the waterfront, I hear the kissing sound of water
on the lovely pebbles
That sound reminds me of a deep love once made in heaven
and now on my earth, under a mellow'd beam
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Based on Ruth Walter's comment, I have changed the typo for Quietude.
I noticed that you've put in a typo in the word quietude, you spelt it quietitude but other than that the poem reads well. Ruthie: o)
water kissing the rocl.. now that is some kinda kiss. i love the poem.
In Quietitude on the waterfront, I hear the kissing sound of water on the lovely pebbles vERY sensitive and sensational trsyt for someone vicinal to the nature.....10 again..
Wonderful imagery. The whole poem unfolds as the imagery unveils even more to make this a stunning poem. Top marks!
you have good imagination in you wandering beserk...liked your piece...10
‘…That kiss turns into a flute of a sumptuous melody/A music soft, sweet, mystic, ethereal…’ Wow! Euphonic Ear-Candy Excellent metaphor… Voted 10 Ms. Nivedita UK