Friday, March 5, 2010

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Drift
Through that bitter, silver ice mist
A tight, tacking turn and the wind bites and burns; a shift away from the centre
Sail across the gulf stream into the great wide open and radio silence
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Sean Williams
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Pamela Lutwyche 20 March 2010

I like the scene you set and the course you sail. Very good poem.

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Lesley Merrin 06 March 2010

What a wonderful first poem. It will leave a deep impression on anyone who reads it. You make good use of simile, metaphor, personification and alliteration without it being manufactored. To me it is a subtle metaphor for life and what life throws at you and yet you go sailing on. You must keep writing.

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