Fluffy Poem

O.T. said. " I guess this means we won't be getting any fluffy poems from you hey?"

Seagulls dance against the sunset,

Salt spray laughs upon crunchy lips,

Sun’s twin sister poses sweetly:

Great green mirror beneath the ship.

 

The days slip off on careless tides

To a place where pain is extinct,

And nothing evil crawls the sand;

At least that’s what I’d like to think.

 

Darkness wears me like old work boots,

Leathery skin crackled and smeared,

And, yet, happy toes still wiggle;

When love of life shines through my fear.

Reviews

[roarke]

fluffy? Funny, it's doesn't sound like a Bichon Frise.....

So the Kracken takes his little ones for a walk on the beach, how ..... sweet..... aren't seagulls the buzzards of the sea?

This is a personalizing of the myth of the universe, like the great turtle myth. Ok, fluffy is cool.

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

Good 'ole O.T :-P
I do like the final stanza of this. The way it rides you, wears you yet you still fight for that little bit of freedom and light. It's a good progression through it from the happy, sparkly opening into that.

[Kerry O'Connor]

Ugh!
Okay so you can write fluff, but please don't ever do it again.

[Emily B]

it's shining and happy and warm

[OT]

haha! I actually really like this - your descriptive nature lends well to it! not fluffy at all! well versed, nice rhyme - great imagery! great poem!! haha you use your pen well my friend, though the pain it took to write shines through ha, back to the dark now?!!