High Tide At Night Poem by Pete Crowther

High Tide At Night

Rating: 3.8


I can hear the far off roaring
of the breakers in the darkness
as they pound upon the shoreline,
and the curlews softly calling
are but voices and as lonely
as the moon that calls the tides in.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mia Ocean 01 February 2006

I think its called a sensory image..ya.. im pretty sure.....this poem has aloy of them.....helps you to really imagine it.

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Scarborough Gypsy 16 April 2005

Pete, This was fantastic. I could imagine laying awake listening to the ocean's call as I read it.

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Pete Crowther

Pete Crowther

Hull, East Yorkshire, England
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