Saturday, May 19, 2018

The Sea--By Anne Curran--New Zealand

The Sea

my curtains open
I see the low silhouette
of mountains on the horizon
I feel sea-spray on my face
from breakers lapping the shore
water fills my footprints
as I walk its length.

my curtains drawn
the sky is a pea-soup green
the sea an inscrutable blue
foam-crested waves
curl with cold
against a stony shore
only the wind stalks the beach.

Anne Curran writes in Hamilton New Zealand where she resides with her pet car Misty and extended family of parents, brothers and sisters. She loves art, going to see films, and walks. 


  1. lovely descriptions - I could visualise this well

  2. I enjoyed your imagery... I could see the mountains and the beach. I could also feel the need to be closed in the cold windy weather.

  3. Dear Anne,

    Thank you for your beautiful poem, a joy to read.

    Best wishes,

  4. Love it, Anne, especially that last line. Nicely done. Thank you for sharing. Continued blessings!


  5. I really enjoyed your piece Anne.

  6. Very good Anne,
    Like really seeing the sea & souridingsfor the first time.
    Knight Writer