The sea lays sullen — singing
softly of seven deaths and one.
A surface stretched horizonless
from water-salt to the somber sky,
a piercing pewtered prayer
for the brightness of my storm.
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Beautifully sad and hopeful Bjorn. Keep safe and healthy.
Nice line: “a piercing pewtered prayer”
Three heavy duty couplets, brother. I see you in a beach chair wearing sunglasses for the glare off the grey water, staring at the horizonless seascape, where the line, the earth’s edge, is hidden in the dun day.
Well, I’m not familiar with the list, but this is marvelous!
A nice bit of alliteration.
Poignant words indeed.
The world does seem horizonless these days. (K)
A piercing pewtered prayer….
mournful words to match your sombre pic
This is absolutely exquisite, Bjorn! 💝 I particularly love; “a piercing pewtered prayer for the brightness of my storm.” Inspired~
I’m looking forward to getting started on Kerry’s word list. I love your sea dirge, particularly the sullen sea and the pewtered prayer.
Bjorn, are the 7 deaths the 7 deadly sins, and you are the 1? Beautiful picture reflecting the grey brightness of your storm.
Or the seven seals of apocalypse
Beautifully written Björn, I especially love these lines
‘a piercing pewtered prayer
for the brightness of my storm’
Beautiful!
All the ‘s’ words punctuated by piercing pewtered prayer; this grabs hold from beginning to end.
A piercing pewter preyer – wonderful 🙂
In such a brief space, you evoke so much – I could almost hear the unwritten fourth and the fifth couplets echoing away across the waters.
Lovely word picture you paint.
A reminder that every cloud has a silver lining?
kaykuala
A surface stretched horizonless
from water-salt to the somber sky,
The situation seemed hopeless with the increasing number of deaths
registered around the world
Hank
“pewtered” — great word choice!
I love the contrast of a pewtered prayer against the brightness of a storm. http://www.looseleafnotes.com/2020/03/the-afterword/
This is a beautifully atmospheric poem, Bjorn. What a great introduction to my April word-a-day list! Thank you.
Somber and haunting: almost haikai-esque in its imagery. Bravo, Bjorn!