Where We Are A Frozen Ocean

An excellent tribute to Mother Earth’s shore, ocean, & human emotion integration into its changing nature. Feels very paleo : excellent title paralleling frozen with parts of humanity or mind which has not yet softened/melted/burnt/transformed by Love. I liked the opening stanza as a final stanza repeat, since it holds the complex thoughts poem attempts to relay. This is an excellent line effectively conveying time & its transient/intransigent nature : “ invisible the shore moved, or footprints”. I beach on sea is so beautiful since it relays the Oneness of sea with humans & with its own water inhabitants. I love it. Well done, Hun. Really enjoyed the complexity. From a reader’s point, the poem would make greater impact if given a bit more musicality, but then again, you’ve made it blank verse : to keep it philosophical ? Though it’s filled with emotion, so needs a bit of cadence. B blessed, Beloved Poet.

From my perspective, both the writing and the imagery are flawless, Paige, this is a fav.

' as shockwaves chilled the tide, would we remember this time, holding blue. ' Thoughts and moments linger, as memories do as well. This is so beautifully written and presented, Paige. My best to you. Hugs, Brandy

Dear Paige, your poem flows like a sea with memories ebbing and waning. Great imagery and powerful presentation.

beautifully written, images are wonderful, and the music impressive, thanks poet

Youv painted imagery so vividly! And i resonate with alot of it; as an islander: beautiful and also has a lot if emotions! Like highs and lows, ebbs and flows of the ocean! Pleasure reading. Sending you light always! Fave!

Dear Paige, I love how the opening tercet feels like a body remembering the moment it went under, and the way you return to it at the end makes the whole poem move like a tide that won’t let you forget. I like how nothing here softens the scene, the buoys, the sandals, the shells, the green spray that stays green no matter what the light does. Amen! Blessings, Daniel

I liked the sense of coldness this denotes with colors blue and green

A deep poem, the imagery is great, blending cold, frozen touches and fading memories.

while salt drained what's left of an iceborn cry… so you see the current within the cracks… on buoys where also my white face fell… Always your unique voice shines through! Love the placement of colors.