SEAGULLS DANCE

mood swings

SEAGULLS DANCE

Tropical meanderings

On an isle of lush green

Indigo waves of my being

Sway back and forth

From gloomy to blissful

At calm, my mood plays the harp

At turbulence, it plays a steadfast drumbeat

 

Diamonds rain down from sun’s radiance

To thaw cold notions, I may keep

And to dry up the damp earth

 

Seagulls dance above

In a patterns of tango music

Their aspect is a bit frantic

My eyes blink to their dynamics

Rainbow flowers giggle to a soft breeze

Petals flee and ascend

Toward an amethyst sky.

 

On this brilliant day

Sensations and comeliness

Paint a half-smile on my face

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Mood swings are the worst but so painfully real, unfortunately. The way everything was described was so beautiful and charming, ‘Paint a half smile on my face.’ Sometimes that’s all we can do. The visuals you wrote are perfect and bright, and I love how it contrasts with the moodiness of the poem. Beautifully penned, thank you for sharing!

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for another great review!
Best, B.

[Coyote Poetry]

So beautiful written dear Betty. I could see everything you described.
"Seagulls dance above
In a patterns of tango music
Their aspect is a bit frantic
My eyes blink to their dynamics
Rainbow flowers giggle to a soft breeze
Petals flee and ascend
Toward an amethyst sky."
The above lines. I adored my dear friend. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you my dear friend, really appreciate!
Best
B.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hello dear Betty and you are welcome.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Beautiful, and well written! I can feel the sand between my toes, and the squeal of Seagulls!

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you so much for stopping by and reviewing my poem.
Best, Betty

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

You are welcome!

[William Michael Reeves]

You had me with 'indigo waves of my being' then later hooked me with 'rainbow flowers giggle to a soft breeze'. I thought I might have seen you standing on the beach the breeze blowing the flowing garments of your moods. Listening to musical notions carried by the sea. I liked this poem a lot!

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you dear William, so appreciated.
Best, B

[Patricia Wedel]

Goodness Me.. I adore your Poem… We have always loved Seagulls… here by the Rappahannock River… they seem to come in more often when it Snows. They are hungry and I have been told.. to only feed them food that would not “Weigh” them down to where they could not Fly. They are like Angels and can be very warm and friendly if you keep your distance. I love the Poems about Jonathon Livingston Seagull… attitudes that Guide our Life. Your Poem is a Keeper. I will “frame” it Soon in a golden edge Frame where I pen my Poetry. ❤️ love and Best Wishes…. Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear Pat, I'm so glad you liked it!!! And thank you for such a lovely review. Truly,
B.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

I enjoyed reading this write limned with radiating imagery and depth. Tyfs

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you so much for your review!
Best, B.

[Patricia]

I love this, and the second stanza is really good and you will have to teach me that trick ;) your world is so picturesque compared to mine of nothing but flatlands, I envy that

[Betty Hermelee]

My world is a foot of snow right now P. feel kind of locked in...and the temps are frigid, hope it melts soon.. thanks always for your honest and flattering reviews...hugs

[Lorry]

'ti's easy to see why your mind chose this flight path to follow, as yet again it occurs to me "what do they know that we don't?"
I'm not a conspiracy nut by any means, but does anyone else feel like even the wildlife are giving us a wide berth these days?
I remember seaside days out on weekends taking on new meaning as a kid, as we attempted to eat our fish n chips without bomber command swooping in for their share. I almost miss that screeching, now our skies are cold and clear and the echo of their cries mock our memories of them, like they knew we were the inferior ones all along.
And how was your Sunday? 😊

[Betty Hermelee]

Very thorough review Lorry.... and my Sunday was a foot of snow...couldn't get out the front door...tis frigid.....but looking forward to heading south very soon. ta ta B.

[John the Baptist]

Having spent years working with people who experienced mood swings, I thought this offering provides a good look at this phenomenon. Very good use of imagery to illustrate how the swings affect people, however, the ones I knew could go from euphoria to despair in a day's time, sometimes even less. The poem dwells mostly on the upswing. I could do with more of these myself.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks for your fine review John.
Best, B