* The River Seagull Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili
* The River Seagull
The River Seagull
The ship forget sea footpaths as leaves...
But they remembers scent of dream waves...
Still, sailor has started singing a song...
He doesn't think about sea illness
Though it studied night heavens well...
He already knows all names of all stars...
Only why that has forgotten - to one, long
He sings to night with the a heart voice
But except one far river white seagull,
Has not heard anybody this warm noise....
The ship forget sea footpaths as leaves...
But they remembers scent of dream waves...
The ship forget sea footpaths as leaves... But they remembers scent of dream waves... --------------- Dream waves, is that sounded as a scent? - It could be a minimalist loop as Steve Riech can do......nise to read you again Tsira.....
The ship forget sea footpaths as leaves... But they remembers scent of dream waves... ------- Great as always Tsira! Well done...10+++
'Scent of dream waves' is such a lovely phrase Tsira - - this is a warm tender poem....... full of imagery of the sea......10 + + + Fay
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4/19/2024 8:17:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
In praise of all that is fragile and lovely and yet will somehow outlast us all. I love the creative connection between the lyrical sailor and the white seagull.10/10. Love, SandraX