Wednesday, November 08, 2006


The azure of the ocean jabs him alight
Lying abreast the rocky shore
The muted ushers in din
The sandy air clangs on yet
Folding the moment into his toy
He watches the moon fall from sky.

1 comment:

Aaishik said...

Rimina, what magic do you have with words? Excellent poetry.
INCOMPARABLE d'enouement.
Do you write prose? I'd love to read some prose from your pen (or typewriter!)