The tempest brought more
than rain, sprinkling magic
on marble-topped memories
that called from a dream
still shipwrecked. The sun tries
to break the spell but hope
flourishes in the light & she enjoys
showing off her tan. Though the tide
may wash visitors ashore or pull
other spirits out of a hat, she drinks
me in wearing tails.
© 2022 | Phillip Knight Scott
Written for dVerse’s Poetics: Homage to The Bard. I chose The Tempest.
Love the magical imagery. Much enjoyed.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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Some gorgeous images woven here.
My favourite
“sprinkling magic
on marble-topped memories”
Much💛love
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Thanks so much!
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A shimmering vision!
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Thanks Ingrid 🙂
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Ah! Magical imagery, Phillip.
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As in the play, this gives a dreamlike impression.
Great
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