Sevenling: (The river)

The river carries silt
on its surface shimmers moon
at night while willow wets its roots.

The sea is brined with kelp
unspawned the salmon feed
beneath a hungry albatross.

    … an estuary in creation.

Fine weather on the estuary by Eugène Boudin

Fine weather on the estuary by Eugène Boudin

Today De introduces us to the sevenling at dVerse MTB. Bar opens at 3PM EST, Please come and join us. This is also my 6th poem for NaPoWriMo.. I’m catching up.

April 7, 2016

21 responses to “Sevenling: (The river)

  1. Beautiful. I like that I have to “dig” a little to find your three things in each stanza. I am hoping to stretch myself a bit today to make mine a little less “obvious.” 😉

  2. An excellent creation Björn, a wonderful calmness within.
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

  3. I had to dig a little to find your three things too but I like that they’re not so obvious and I love the idea of the beginning of an estuary. Yes, that’s just how they start. Wonderful, Bjorn.

  4. Okay, I do like this form….and this is beautiful! I love the word “estuary” — it sort of rolls on the tongue….and in this piece, it is lovely in meaning too. So very well done. The form is hidden in the beautiful imagery here.

  5. They say we, as a species, rose out of an estuary, dripping with kelp, only staying on land a little at first, morphing gills into air breathing; somehow your piece smacks of genesis; creative, complex, lovely.

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