Notes About The Poem
I use the word Lief which means willing
no ideas what you could call the form
I will keep thinking about it
Lief
As the torrid waves crashed into the bay,
the mists start lifting, bright shines a ray
that pin points a rocky reef.
A tree with one leaf
standing there
lief
yet so bare,
became a motif
for sailors bringing relief,
and the seagulls screaming, dive and play,
as the torrid waves crashed into the bay.
written 02/12/2015
contest An Inverted Form
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