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Early Morning Light

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JoelJosol

Stepping on the beach, the sun throws

its first rays against the sky.

 

I see hundreds of clouds, in little pieces,

as if keeping each other warm.

 

The waters ripple, bringing forward

an image of a thousand lights

 

from far away. So far, it exposes tiny crabs

climbing out of their pits,

 

and star fishes, still and rigid

on the ground deserted by the sea.

 

The breeze dishevels my hair. I have to turn

my face away from the light.

 

When I look back, a wall of water

blocks the light, and its noise

 

rushes upon me like a pile of blankets,

heavy, wet and tight.

 

 

I just got a one day break to have time to write something again. I just need to write again :-) Hi guys.

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"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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tonyv

Hi, Joel. A remarkably fluid read. Only one spot causes an easily prevented stumble. In the third couplet, there should be an article ("a") in front of "thousand." In any case, a lovely read. I appreciate how you captured the "Early Morning Light." Thanks for sharing it, and welcome back!

 

Tony


Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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Benjamin

Hello Joel and welcome. You paint a languid yet clear picture in words that are a pleasure to read. I particularly liked the contrasted open ending. Benjamin.

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JoelJosol

Hi Tony, thanks for the catch. I dropped the "a" for a reason I can't remember.

Thanks, Benjamin.

 

I will come back once I get fully charged physically :-)


"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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Aleksandra

Oh, Joel. I loved the setting of this poem. The imagery is simply perfect. You made good observation and you wrapped it in the best way.

 

Thank you for sharing.

 

Aleksandra


The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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JoelJosol

Hi Aleks, thanks for the appreciation. I am glad to see there are more contributors this time around in your site.


"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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Aleksandra

Thank you, Joel. Yes, we got a new enthusiastic writers who participate in our board, which is great, but we also are looking forward for all our legacy members :). We have a history together :).

 

Glad to see you around.

 

Aleksandra


The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

History of Macedonia

 

 

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eclipse

this is elegant and airy

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rosschandler

good read. aqua marine aura to this poem.

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Tinker

OH Yum Joel! This is a sensory feast. I felt the the sea air on my face and the light blinded my eyes. Loved this.

 

~~Tink

 

ps... Please never quit writing. I never tire of your work.


~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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JoelJosol

Thank you guys - eclipse, ross and Tink - for the read. I'm glad you "felt" being there.

 

Tink, thanks for the encouragement. Sometimes you think you lost the drive to write. Then, something happens to move you to do it one more time :-)


"Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach

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