Thursday, April 7, 2011

thirst..

for the lemony tinge. tingling. in my grasp. and i. hear whispers. 

slippery bodies. freezing cold. stay symmatrically, afloat. crackling. till they molt. their shape. diluting. the sour sea.



15 comments:

Paul C said...

I enjoy the sound and sensory appeal of this verse.

The Unknowngnome said...

Good imagery. Especially like "diluting the sour sea".

Emily Young said...

I love that photo! And the words to go with it are just perfect.

Dr. Kathy McCoy said...

Love your imagery! Thanks for a very refreshing verse!

ds said...

Yes, "diluting the sour sea" is nice. Very interesting; I won't look at a lemon in quite the same way again.

Liza Ursu said...

"the sour sea"
yeah, you took me there!
I love the pic.

FOLKWAYS NOTEBOOK said...

I'm thinking ice cubes and lemonade? I appreciate your spare words -- barbara

lines n shades said...

@Paul C - glad you enjoyed it :)

@The Unknowngnome - really ? thank you :)

@Emily Young - keeping in mind that i'm not good in photography, that is quite an encouragement :)

@Dr. Kathy McCoy - my pleasure :) be around.

lines n shades said...

@ds - oh my, what have i done? ;)

@Liza Ursu - :) thank you

@Barbara - exactly :) thank you.

Shrinky said...

Hmn, I can almost taste this at the back of my throat - now I am longing for an ice-cool lemonade!

Mama Zen said...

I love this!

Kiki aka Victoria said...

Beautiful words..and gorgeous image!
Victoria~

Vicki Lane said...

My mouth wants lemonade. Nice poem!

lines n shades said...

@Shrinky - :) me too. it's summer here, it's all i want to live on.

@Mama Zen - thank you :)

@Kiki - Thankyou for stopping by :)

@Vicki Lane - :) thank you

Janice said...

I love this! Both the photograph and your words.