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Reflected reality

  Two trees reflected in still waterEqual height in liquid calm.The ripples touch them both.They do not exist on the surfaceExcept in echo, but they are thereBranches interlocking. He is ash, strong, textured bark with wintered age.Solid and deep rooted on rivers edge,She grows a little shorter
 In her hawthorn splendour,She leans towards the water, lithely.Her delicate  fingered branchesReach out to his black budded tips. Shag dives and distorts Rippled wavesCrash branches in mirrored chaos.The bird alights with silver fishDripping with delight.The river steadies,Reflective stillness returns.Rooted stabilityGrows deep on liquid edge
— seabhac, Feb 18, 2010

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Seren

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Hahahahaha Liz I near

Hahahahaha Liz I near pee'd myself at the end when I read your message I actually knew what a shag was lol ... hadnt even crossed my mind to think of the another shag ... beautifully written sorry time to be serious ... this is one of my new favourites your giants and this one are now my two favourites ... wonderful poetry thanks for the read will be gone for a little bit but will pop in when time permits hugs Jayne-Chloe
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 3 months ago

A shag is a shag no matter where it has been seen

Yes I did infer it was a briny bird but upon the riverways I walk there are many singuliar birds who fish in fresh water for sea trout bass and salmon...yes also sea fish but in a river...with trees. Maybe they just like trees then. O.k. so I only live 20 miles from the sea .... Seabhac
mand

mand

16 years 3 months ago

lovely imagery captured in

lovely imagery captured in the lense of life. Sometimes I walk round the Botanical gardens - West Wales U.K - your poem completely encapsulates the senery around the lake, I will think of your poem when I go there next time. I applaud your talent. Lovely write.
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 3 months ago

Limbs take on a life of

Limbs take on a life of their own when we see them, really see them. Thank you for sharing your vision, Seabhac. Much love, Anna p.s. I'm ed-umacated, I watched Austin Powers. lol
xena465

xena465

16 years 3 months ago

What more can I say except,

What more can I say except, just a vision of great beauty in nature. Lovely... Oh, but! Shag, in Scotland means sex, yes, but just sex...no passion...just a quicky for the sake of it. Thought I'd add another meaning to the word Shag...naughty of me, I know! Rosina xena465
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 3 months ago

Hi Starlit lady

Yes Jayne immediatly knew I understood the alternative of the meaning and thus her giggling was heard across the continents...not naughty at all, I love the play on words such as these. Nicoles crit has ready helped the balance of this and it reads so much better... Seabhac
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Nicole Michaels

16 years 3 months ago

CRIT comments inline

Two trees reflected in still water Equal height in liquid calm.***nice couplet*** The ripples touch them both***punctuation?*** They do not exist on the surface Except in echo, but they are there Branches interlocking. He is ash, strong, textured bark with wintered age. Solid and deep rooted***punctuation?*** On rivers edge, she grows a little shorter In her hawthorn splendour, She leans towards the water, lithely***punctuation** Her delicate tracery of fingered branches***del tracery of*** Reaching out to his black budded tips.***del ing*** Shag dives and distorts Rippled waves Crashes branches in mirrored chaos.***crash*** The bird alights with silver fish Dripping with delight***punctuation?*** The river steadies in its flow***del in its flow*** Reflective stillness returns***punctuation?***insert line break*** Rooted stability Grows deep on liquid edge***nice couplet*** I asked about punctuation. Typically, we have to choose to punctuate throughout, or use line breaks to stop the read. I don’t think it works to punctuation here and there, but not consistently. I like the poem.
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 3 months ago

I love it when you visit

A dog walk, pencil and paper and a pensive mood but lazy in the quick post of it so thank you indeed and yes I do agree about punctuation...all or nothing. You are indeed the Queen of crit, I print off your advise and keep with the ist draft and rewrite of the poems lest I forget the lesson learned. Thanks Nicole Seabhac