Whisper of the Tide (Song of the Current #2) by, Sarah Tolcser Rating: SPOILERS FOR DAYZZZZZ Read More Reviews!!! Goodreads summary: Caro Oresteia spent her life waiting to be called by the river god, as those in her family had been for generations. But when she’s swept away on an adventure to save the… Continue reading Whisper of the Tide (Song of the Current #2) Review
she comes when i call her. like a ripple of waves, she returns on schedule. a cycle of hate and love, she brushes my cheek with the same hand that slapped me. the crash of waves sting but the tickle of ocean spray reminds me that your ire fluctuates like the faces of the moon.
A crashing wave fractures, splinters, bleeds a kaleidoscope of colors– a rich, poignant, dye– staining the ocean floor with myriad shades and florescent pigments– beguiling tanzanite, masteful cyan, and the pulsing heart of a ruby. An image forms, fluctuates as the sea parts into two. The lonely sailor, sunburnt and knobbed kneed, laments the Lord’s… Continue reading eyes that reflect the open sea–
I know of paradise: a balmy breeze that teases between my toes, seawater tickling up my legs, my calves freckled with white sand and phantom hands, in the form of purple tentacles, sneak around my ankles, drag me into the heart of the sea. a loud crash and a gentle fold, the lull of the… Continue reading A loud crash and a gentle fold,
I was trying to be clever, but guess who/what the speaker is! I crave your love, deep and ancient like the beating heart of the sea. Awash with tender feelings for you, I am held adrift by the waves of hesitancy. From my standpoint, I covet your touch With a madman's ease-your beauty a kaleidoscope… Continue reading A Patient Love
Crashing waves smell of brine and lost legends, mermaid tails and selkie skins, fevered voyages, pirate's booty–bearded men and women with gold teeth and jewels on their mind, harrowing adventures, navigators with sunburnt skin, drunk on the wine of the ancient souls that watch from below–trip as they follow–eyes narrowing on the X–bones rise from… Continue reading The Dead Sea
A frothy, gnawing sea, blue waves tipped with crackling fire, rippling with tender, senseless ease- phosphorescent neon lights twinkle with battle ready temerity, molted creatures, slimy green scales and gyrating fins- bubbles release from thin gills and a cascading light of wonder that blinds but never wantonly befuddles- A fish with the visage of an… Continue reading Seeless Sea