Sunday, September 20, 2009

Fog


16 comments:

Dina said...

I love these word pictures that swim through your mind!

Leo said...

Nice one Nathalie! lovely writeup! :)

Rinkly Rimes said...

I can almost see the sea mist.

anthonynorth said...

Loved that last line. You caught the feeling perfectly here.

SandyCarlson said...

Instantly I see a cool, early morning by the sea. Beautiful poem.

Loch Rob said...

I instantly see a fisherman on a misty morning bringing his their catch. Nice!

gautami tripathy said...

Forlorn mermaid tears..

So touching..

when my bones stick into yours

Maggie said...

Now this shows how the seas become salty...mermaid tears.

Pam said...

Wonderful imagery. I could feel the dampness of the nets in my fingers as I read the poem.

Andree said...

I love poems about poetry because they actually help me understand the process much more clearly. I'll be remembering this as I struggle in the future weeks.

Jim said...

I have always felt sorry for those pretty mermaids. Except where they play with people I do believe they have a very sad life.
Your poem confirmed my thoughts, proof of their tears caught in the fishermen's nets.

Aha, aha!
..

Tumblewords: said...

Ah, a good catch. Your words and photo are a perfect blend.

magiceye said...

love this photing!

Amias said...

You have such a sweet imagination ... "mermaid tears", how unique!

Shraddha@theselfloveproject said...

oh! i love the image it creates..

gabrielle said...

the nets are tangled and beautiful