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Saving Grace

Wending her way westward, wafted on whispering wings Sailing serenely southward, slithering past secluded scenes Nudging northward, noticing narrow, noctilucent moonbeams Edging effortlessly eastward, entering ecstasy's eerie baleen... Grace dillied and dallied, then dithered and doodled and dozed Could Heaven's Handiwork save her? ~ Neither angels nor seraphs know

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Michelle Faulkner

Date: 10/4/2018 2:59:00 PM

Great idea to use the directions as the inspirations for your alliterations, beautiful mystery in the last lines as well!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 10/4/2018 8:26:00 PM

The idea was all yours. I was just grinding out a poem that tried to make sense... ~ gw

Wendy Watson

Date: 10/4/2018 2:48:00 AM

I believe the answer is in the affirmative! I just loved the soft alliteration here, Gershon and the excellent mix of adjectives with verbs of gentle movement. What a wonderful poem!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 10/4/2018 9:28:00 AM

I believe so too. Thank you so much for you delightful comment and generous evaluation of this little ditty, Wendy. Much appreciated. :) Gershon