Winter at the Maribyrnong
Winter at the MaribyrnongWhittering white waves crash downMarking their passage leaving darker patchesBlacker reflections on light grey dappled stoneCrashous liquid sound over sounds aboundAn out of...
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"Crashous" is a word, Teagan?? LOL Whatever... I liked the descriptions in this one. www.ancientworlds.net/awo...64_000.jpgTheneva's DeviantARTThree keys that unlock thoughts: drunkenness,...
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A very vividly painted picture, Terry... I especially like the "Out of season, dancing water spider." That might well describe a Lanky displaced to southern climes mate... I enjoyed it!Kevin
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Thank you Kathy, crashous has not beem made up by me, I first heard it in a "song" "Big John", whilst whittering is mine.I like your thoughts on the Lanky, but this Lanky is quite happy with the deep...
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I learned that Melbourne's two major rivers are the Yarra (which I already knew) and the Maribyrnong. In your poem, I found alliteration, assonance, consonance, and personification. - Whittering white...
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