Rallentanda

Rallentanda

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Cri de Coeur

a cleaved cri de coeur
sat on the shoreline
scrinched wound gutted
as its other half
bobbed  buoyantly
cerising the white foam
floating out to sea

5 comments:

  1. Your alliterations and crisp sounds build a fine poem. The treatment of the outcry is fascinating and you pack a punch through excellent word choices. I especially loved 'scrinched wound gutted'.

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  2. great use of cerising...i had to look that up...and the waves would surely be pinking...the cri-de-cour---an impassioned protest makes an interesting turn in this once you know what it means...

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  3. Hiya,
    Thought to myself: "Now what I want is a nice short snappy poem".
    And here it is! Hurrah. A tidbit, tappas, a petit-four with lovely centres.

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  4. s and c are also semi-alliterations very smart

    bonus track

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