Hilda Bristow

Rookie (11 April 1927 - 8 February 2004 / Durham, United Kingdom)

Blue As The Sky Above You....... - Poem by Hilda Bristow

Blue as the sky above you, your tiny wavelets run
You gently tease the shifting sand, warm ridged beneath the sun
And then I see you playful grow, your white tipped tresses flying
In happy gay abandon, in time with sea-birds crying

And now you turn a sullen grey, a dark-browed scowling face
You lash the man-made concrete arms, that try to stay your pace
I hear your voice loud calling in the dark and stormy night
Calling to the wind to join you in your savage reckless fight

I hear the thunder of your waves as they crash against the shore
You seek to make the earth afraid with your vicious angry roar
And yet I stand and ever hope, your freedom to inherit
I revel in your changing moods
And echo them in spirit

Comments about Blue As The Sky Above You....... by Hilda Bristow

  • (3/28/2006 8:50:00 AM)

    This lady had great talent. She also knew the sea, she has captured the feeling of its moods beautifully. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 16, 2005

Poem Edited: Friday, September 16, 2005

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