I was wandering around Avranches
thinking of my short-lived romances
Avranches is closest to Cotentin and Tourgoing
going to this beach, was that an urging?
Too much litter
i feel bitter
© Sylvia Frances Chan
Friday December 18,2020
from the series: 'Pleasure in Creating Poetry by Sylvie'
Avranches is closest to Cotentin. Perception of sweetness and bitter appearance motivates mind. This poem is beautifully penned.
Avalanches to urging trances to eternal bliss. Indeed nature brings this peace.
I was wandering around Avranches thinking of my short-lived romances.. very fine poem.. short-lived romances of our lives. fine. tony
Thank you Dr. Tony for your precious visit to my poem site and for your words
The poetess takes for a while her attention to something else amidst the beautiful ambience of the sea beach as expressed in the end. But where will they go when human beings don't take responsibility of polluting blissful atmosphere! A poem that needs thorough introspection. Well penned!