One moment the boy, as he wander’d by night
Where the far spreading foam in the moonbeam was white,
One moment he caught on the breath of the breeze
The voice of the sisters that sing in the seas.
One moment, no more: though the boy linger’d long,
No more might he hear of the mermaidens’ song,
But the pine-woods behind him moan’d low from the land,
And the ripple gush’d soft at his feet on the sand.
Yet or ever they ceas’d, the strange sound of their joy
Had lighted a light in the breast of the boy:
And the seeds of a wonder, a splendor to be
Had been breath’d through his soul from the songs of the sea.
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Very imaginative and poetically perfect from what I see.
You're good, real good. My only advice for what it's worth is I think you could stretch yourself to find you could be a good sculpturer of words. Thanks for the pleasure.
Tommy -
this is a beautiful magical captivating poem, the first line stunned me for I have a half written story about a boy and his fascination for the moonlight on the sea. there is magic and mystery in the air in the poem it teases and invites the imagination to explore further.
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as a very untalented "poet" I am truly amazed when I read a piece as beautiful as this ...I admire you and applaud your talent..thanks for sharing ..freda
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Magnificient poem - such beautiful imagery - it indulges all the senses and flows with ease. How delightful to read some "old" poems again! Great write that breathes the music of the sea!
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wow...you caught that old poem style just right.Reminiscent of Frost,Poe,or even Hemingway one of ,y all time faves.I liked it a lot and wish you best of luck in this contest.Very good write.One of the best I've seen so far.Kudos
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wow this is amazing, i loved the rhythm and the rhyme,
it has so much soul and is captivating,
a great write
lisa x -
wow that was amazing. well done
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Excellent poem, well written. Rhyme and meter seem perfect to me and made this a very nice read. I really enjoyed this poem.
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I became fascinated by this poem. I have stood at the ocean, in the middle of night, and just listened to the sounds of the waves. It has always been a sound that has captivated me, and standing alone for a while, you start to imagine that you really can hear voices singing. The last stanza is what I love the most though, as the boy was introduced to the wonder of nature and the sea, and the feelings that it prompted in him.
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