Andrea Dietrich Poet Sonnet

Beneath the Echo

I’m wed to moon, a motif for romance.
A god, my grace by poets oft is sung.
Yet some who voyage my expanse by chance
into the briny depths of me are flung
by tempests or by quakes!  I do not save
unfortunates.  I reign but give free will.
Chained chattel cruelly cast into a grave
by tyrants - lie submerged within me still.
When *Kraken drags his victims ‘neath my skin,
like God above, I rarely interfere
but brim with salty tears for all that’s sin.
Now hold this token seashell near your ear. . .
beneath the echo of an endless swell,
hear souls whose grief one God alone can quell.

*Kraken is a mythical monster of the sea

For the the Open Sea - Sailing, Creatures, Treasures Poetry Contest
Now for Brian Strand'sthe 'ALL YOURS (Jan 27)' Poetry Contest
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Joseph May June 19, 2017 at 10:05 PM The Kraken wakes!...Well penned Andrea

Dr. Upma A. Sharma October 23, 2015 at 2:56 AM Congrats on a lovely win with this outstanding write Andrea!

Balveen Cheema October 22, 2015 at 9:30 PM Andrea, the oice of the sea is an absolute Knockout! Congrats on your win! Love, Balveen

Alexis Y. October 22, 2015 at 9:05 PM Andrea, congratulations on your winning write it was well deserved:-) Alexis 7

Debbie Guzzi October 22, 2015 at 8:18 PM Congrad's on your win go kraken! Light & Love

C T October 22, 2015 at 6:46 PM Lovely

Robert Lindley June 26, 2014 at 10:08 PM A wonderful sonnet that pleases the eye and the mind..Bravooo

Casarah Nance June 18, 2014 at 5:04 PM Wowee I am impressed! loved this :)

Phyllis Babcock March 29, 2014 at 10:59 AM Just awesome nothing else to say. love phyl

Just That Archaic Poet February 19, 2014 at 12:36 PM I'm going to enjoy going through your newer pieces; they're all stellar. I'm sorry I've not had more time to comment on your work for it's truly outstanding :)

Joseph May February 2, 2014 at 11:57 AM A beautiful sonnet Andrea...with great depth...congrats on your win

Donna Jones February 2, 2014 at 11:30 AM Andrea...I think this is a very professionally written poem and I was impressed...nicely written...

Jerry Bolton February 2, 2014 at 11:09 AM I admire you honest approach as you describe parts of you, Andrea. Instead of "laying on the fluff" that many would have done, you peeled back parts of you and how you deal with . . . sin and cruelty. I absolutely loved this poem. One of those in the category of "Wish I'd've wrote that myself." Andrea Dietrich February 2, 2014 at 11:41 AM hmmm, maybe I should have done something to make it clearer. I am using first person to personify myself as the sea. Hope that comes through!! But maybe it doesn't. Anyway, Glad you liked my poem.

Jack Horne February 2, 2014 at 9:58 AM well, you've impressed me - sure you'll impress Giorgio too Andrea Dietrich February 2, 2014 at 10:49 AM ummm, no, it didn't impress him much at all. hahaha

Christine Phillips February 2, 2014 at 8:57 AM "When *Kraken drags his victims ‘neath my skin, like God above, I rarely interfere but brim with salty tears for all that’s sin." A very nice verse with a subtle overtone.

Michael Dom February 2, 2014 at 6:08 AM Kraken - what a beastie! nice win Andrea.

Archana Garg February 2, 2014 at 3:57 AM Enjoyable poem. congrats, Andrea.

Afroze Ali February 1, 2014 at 4:39 AM WOW This is superb Congratulations on this win

Joe Maverick February 1, 2014 at 1:44 AM I don't know about Gorgio Andrea; but you impress me with this 'deep' description..' hope your day goes....."Swell' As well. Joe..)

Dr.Ram Mehta January 31, 2014 at 8:04 PM Enjoyed the write and congrats on the fine win, Andrea

John Lawless January 31, 2014 at 5:54 PM Andrea, so many prickly quills herein to spur some further thought and several more readings of this poem. A subtle call to come back before the light fades slowly. John

Alex Roth January 31, 2014 at 5:22 PM Beneath the echo a whisper lies From those who see the Other Side Dancing winds whip and say, "Morn not the Night to bear the Day..." Waves on a beach... ---------------------------------------------- This is my poetic response to your poem. Great work. It truly inspired me. --Alex

Daver Austin January 31, 2014 at 10:23 AM Careful what you may go listening for, eh? Deep one. Love, daver

Robert Johnson January 30, 2014 at 9:11 PM the ebb and flow of poetic angst bemoans a justly sword throughout this. there, that's it, i have exhausted my creative ferver.:) on a tablet, hence the lazy type. peace. :)

Sara Kendrick January 30, 2014 at 5:18 PM Interesting work for the contest..Reads like winning material to me..Way to go..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

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