Wednesday, September 3, 2014

I looked out to sea

                           The beach of Westerland, Sylt in stormy weather by Christian Kroner

I looked out to sea
The quiet calm was now gone
She was in a stir

T’was no time for play
At first a growl of thunder
Autumn’s mood had changed

The gulls rode the wind
The bribery of their dance
Held no ounce of sway

Skeptical bathers
Quickly fled the windswept shore
To find some shelter

I watched from my hut
Laughing at the clobbering
Just loving the scene

Image found at www.cms.auktionhaus-stahl.de

21 comments:

  1. I can relate to this. I would often walk from Wick into Littlehampton during a violent storm, and stand on the seashore enjoying tha drama of the raging sea. Mum and Dad thought I was mad.

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  2. A raging sea is a wonderful sight...very exciting !

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  3. we're also loving the scene nicely sketched here....

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  4. It fills one with a sense of awe - beautiful work.

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  5. Lovely writing on this scene. There is so much power in the sea in a storm. Reminds me of the movie "Perfect Storm" and how the calm sea can become raging.

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  6. I love this. Watch the violence of the world from the safety of home. Foolish gulls trying to dance a storm into submission. :)

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  7. Well, I would rather watch a storm from a hut than from amidst it, that is for sure.

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  8. A Prospero sort of poem but peopled! The watcher seems to be part of the power. I wonder if the waves also roared with laughter! I love
    "The gulls rode the wind
    The bribery of their dance
    Held no ounce of sway"

    Wow!

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  9. I always felt that a walk and talk with the stormy sea would calm my spirits. It really is a fine time.

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  10. Watching a storm is often enjoyable.

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  11. You know, I don't think I've ever seen a true sea storm. There was a memorable whale watching trip with gray skies and lots of high waves, but it wasn't an actual storm. I wonder how I managed to escape that experience?

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  12. I love to think of you chuckling in your little hut...those little moments are refreshing!

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  13. the scene of storm was beautifully woven with words

    The Darkness

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  14. your words bring the image of sea during storm beautifully..

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  15. Yes, that is me at the shore exactly.

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  16. I love this I can picture the raging sea perfectly.

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  17. *GRIN* Well done! A lovely scene, and so much less dark than some.

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