Capture 30/7

A quick freewrite this morning.

This place I know,
shore and show
it was not hard
to make it grey.
Upwards we gaze
in awe and wonder,
waves hit piers
like whips of thunder
and above them
weight and shadow.
Around to look
there's more to see
but the moment is
only captured by me.

Author's Note

I just felt like writing a little poem this morning.

Reviews

[Eilis]

Excellent parting shot. Seems to describe the entire life of a creator--trying to capture something that is seen differently by everyone.

I also enjoyed your irregular rhyme scheme. The way you wove in an out of rhyme and maintained a nice rhythm with the thought.

A lovely glimpse at an ocean view. I like the way the man-made is communing with those inherent beautiful aspects of the landscape. Enjoyed this.

[TheJordBaker]

Thank you very much :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

each moment of life...poets try to capture...poets understand that life is not black and white.
we reside in that grey area...we write in it and of it.
j.

[TheJordBaker]

We certainly do, we see what's beyond and in between the black and white.
Thank you again, Jacob

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A tight freeverse that reminded me of being on the south coast in Brighton, England watching the storm and sea rage against the bones of the burnt out pier.

[TheJordBaker]

Thanks for your review :)

It's written about the pier here in Sunderland, my happy place.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ah you conveyed the scene well then sir!

[Chris Shaw]

Free verse which creates a snapshot of the inclement weather you are experiencing this morning. Much captured in a short write. We have a grey day on the river.

Chris

[TheJordBaker]

Thank you Chris. Our grey morning has turned into a scorcher suddenly

[Chris Shaw]

Lucky you. No sign of that here. Enjoy:)

[TheJordBaker]

Thank you, have a wonderful day whatever the weather

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks :)