Fine, warm sand under the skin;
breeze playing with the long hair;
seagull`s yells and distant babel;
she feels invisible - stretched
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Fine, warm sand under the skin; breeze playing with the long hair; seagull`s yells and distant babel; she feels invisible - stretched on the overcrowded beach; innocent, bare-back Eve from the holy Bible. a great theme inter related to spritual saisfaction and symbolic way way of writing..like this type of poetry..your doing well and most of your poems are well written., .appreciate you
Surely a self-portrait, Onelia - you've captured the primitive feeling of joy, freedom and abandon to sensuality and the warm sun that one feels on a beach holiday... and I expect Adam was glad you were there too!
Ahhh lovely write...short and sweet................10++ sebastine
onelia, It is very beautiful and thin poems...10.... Best wishes, Tsira
Hail to thee blithe spirit! You sing the songs of bare being; The sun, the sea and the breeze, Like seagull, release the body's ring. CP
onelia- it has been forever! It's great to see your still writing excellent poetry here...i like the way you make your point in only a few lines..i can imagine a beautiful eastern european woman lying on the beach, feeling free, and loving life...haha am i right?
Sand under the skin in an atmosphere of Bibilical disonnance sets a classical scene - yet you rescue yourself with innocent(?) and timeless ingenuity! Rgds, Ivan
Eve on the primordial beach. This author often feels estranged in crowded places. However here there's the sea element with all its appendages.
Oh yes.. baskingly beautiful... there must be an apple placed somewhere..
A wordpainting that has an emotional weight to it as the surroundings and the feelings of isolation in a crowded space are cleverly conveyed. There is a sense that the narrator is lost in a moment - alone in her own Eden perhaps unaware of everything else around her...justine.
I agree with David. You've not wasted a word here, love the picture it paints in the mind. HG: -) xx
the imagery is very intense, i picture a crowd of people, sun and laughter, and you isolated and alone. Perhaps contemplating a sin such as eve's original sin, has left you feeling like this on such a beautiful day? This is my favorite of your works so far 10/10
yet not baleful by the breeze warmth still croons by the yell innocence when rocked up in the vale of tunes.................wonderful poem, breath still stops for a moment by the gloss, unique imagery yet lucid and thought provoking, well penned, it deseves 10+, thanks for sharing
I enjoyed reading this poem with its rich imagery. Thanks for sharing.
Well penned and captured image. Great write keep them coming