Sunday, June 21, 2009

the seaside

sometimes warm waves
aren't the perfect antidote
and all that will do
any good is
the raw

crashing of water-
icy, terrifying
and without control;
under which to hide.

2 comments:

Red Bird said...

Hi Kerri! I so enjoyed your poems and your interview on One Night Stanzas- you have an amazing gift!
I am so taken by your imagery and your freedom with words and wordplay- my, I think I've fallen in love here!
Thanks for sharing your poems!
:)

Jim Murdoch said...

I think what makes this poem so effective is the title because "seaside" is one of those words that is inevitably packed with very personal imagery. Very effective.

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