Wavesong
written by: Freya Pickard
@FreyaPickard
stirred sand infiltrates wind-whipped tide surge
brown-yellow hills, streaming white heads
plunge towards the passive shore
drumming waves, roaring song
ceaseless rush and hiss
constant movement
eats away
crumbling
cliffs
continuous roar of wind and wave
grey, high-stacked ocean advances
breeze-snatched white caps cream steep sides
a liquid mountain range
falls upon damp sand
grinds shell and rock
down into
tiny
grains
dark wave straight-backed, translucent, foaming
wide and shallow beats upon sand
hiss, rasp, whisper, drawing in
breathing out, regular
shoreline rhythm runs
beneath liquid
sunlit glow;
winter
sky
JULY 2022 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Pushcart Prize nominee, Freya Pickard, is the quirky, unusual author of The Kaerling series, an epic fantasy set in the strange and wonderful world of Nirunen. A cancer survivor, she writes mainly dark fantasy tales and creates expressive poetry in order to leach the darkness from her soul. Her aim in life is to enchant, entertain and engage with readers through her writing. She finds her inspiration in the ocean, the moors, beautifully written books and vinyl music (particularly heavy metal and rock). She enjoys Hatha Yoga, Bhangra and Yogalates and in her spare time creates water colours and pastel drawings of the worlds in her head.
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