Monday, 25 June 2012


waves like lace

waves break
out from the beach
rustling, bustling
crashing,splashing
proceed to the shore

without interruption
arrive on the sand
like lace
of Elizabethan ruffle
layer on layer
delicate foam

28 comments:

Yvonne said...

You've picked one of my favourite topics here! Love the idea of lace like waves, that, together with the movement of the waves conjures up an image of the Elizabethan bathers, too. (btw...have been in twice and it's still freezing! )x

KaHolly said...

Oh, that's exactly like it is, too! You have such a gift with words.

the cuby poet said...

Yvonne: There were paddlers and surfers in wetsuits but none as brave as you! Glad you liked my idea.

the cuby poet said...

KaHolly: So pleased you enjoyed this one. :)

Al said...

A lovely poem, it makes me think of water. And that's something we need out here desperately.

the cuby poet said...

Al: We have plenty of all kinds of water! Too much. It is pouring again right now. Glad you liked my words.

Simone de Klerk said...

I can vision your poem. Beautiful.

Welshcakes Limoncello said...

Lovely, Cuby and I, too, liked the lace image.

the cuby poet said...

Simone de Klerk: Thanks, pleased you enjoyed this one.

the cuby poet said...

Welshcakes: It seems the lace image has worked, thanks for the comments.

CherryPie said...

I can hear them lapping along the shore.

Viola said...

Lovely! Oh.. I want to let my feet meet those soft waves meeting the sand and my feet.. :)

Ola said...

a beatiful descriptions, reflecting my thoughts when I sit by the sea

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Lady Mondegreen's Secret Garden said...

Yes, lace captures that pattern of foam as the waves break perfectly. I also remember watching with fascination, the lace forming on the wake of our ship travelling to England when I was six years old.

the cuby poet said...

CherryPie: I am so glad you can enjoy them with me.

the cuby poet said...

Viola: Walking through them on the sand would be lovely but the sea is still cold!

the cuby poet said...

Ola: Thanks and glad you enjoyed this poem.

the cuby poet said...

Lady M: Lace seems to have worked here, I am pleased about that.

Nancy Claeys said...

Must be a continual source of inspiration for you. Lovely poem.

Out on the prairie said...

You must be out on your boat. I spent most of my day looking over a series of small lakes.

the cuby poet said...

Nancy Claeys: We are so near the sea with its changing moods. Pleased you liked it.

the cuby poet said...

Out on the prairie: I was on a low grassy cliff this time. A series of small lakes sounds so pretty?!

A Quiet Corner said...

Stopped in at all three of your blogs...love the Sheep on your header, the serenity of the flowers and your poem is GREAT!...:)JP

the cuby poet said...

A Quiet Corner: Good to see you here. Really pleased you enjoyed this poem.

Doris said...

You're absolutely right! It looks just like lace. Wonderful!

the cuby poet said...

Doris: Thanks.

ShySongbird said...

So sorry to have missed commenting on so many of your lovely poems lately but I have read and enjoyed all of them. I loved the reference to Elizabethan lace ruffles, a perfect analogy!

In an earlier poem you mentioned swans knocking on the boat which reminded me that my husband often mentions his childhood memories of holidays spent on his parent's boat and how the swans would wake them in the mornings by knocking on the windows, asking for bread :-)

Congratulations on your recent 100th poem!

the cuby poet said...

ShySongbird: I am so pleased to hear that you are reading and enjoying my poemz, that is great.:)