Us Three…

[Little Gal]

And yet again,
There is an evening in the sea.
Come sound, come rise, come, rise—
Fill sound in sea-days
My grand mum makes me tea
She bakes my bread and says—
Look, and look again…one more endling spent.
There is evening in the sea,
In my grand mum’s eyes—they are bent.
They take the evening in.
They gaze at my limbs in play,
We wait with sea all night
Us three, to break with a day.

[symphony]

"Fill sound in sea-days" - absolute favorite in the poem. I wonder if bent eyes yearn sounds too in their quiet wait for the day.
"Endling", hmm, new word. What does it mean?

[Bar22do]

This is sweet, Little Gal ("gal" in Hebrew means "wave", your poem therefore goes well with the sea!!!!)

[Jack of Hearts]

This little poem packs a punch. This reader is intrigued.







J

[Little Gal]

"Fill sound in sea-days" - absolute favorite in the poem. I wonder if bent eyes yearn sounds too in their quiet wait for the day.
"Endling", hmm, new word. What does it mean?

I was thinking of the soft spread of twilight mingled in the layers of the sea..playing lightly.. d day coming to a close...I derived "endling" from there...
bent eyes... yes perhaps, they do...
am glad that you liked it...

[Little Gal]

This is sweet, Little Gal ("gal" in Hebrew means "wave", your poem therefore goes well with the sea!!!!)

:) Thank You ...
I knew not about the meaning.... I think I like my name way more now..
The sea has always been a part of me in many ways.. I love the restless life in it...

[Little Gal]

This little poem packs a punch. This reader is intrigued.






J

Thank you...
This little poet is happy... :)