Against the backdrop of the sea
My love for you rises with the tide
No plain nor perfect place I would rather be
With my time-worn soulmate at my side.
Sunset over Lakeland Hills
Windmills as far as the eye can see
Hand in hand we walk the sands
No plain nor perfect place I would rather be.
Storm clouds on the horizon
Wind blows strong across the land
Sudden wind chill makes us shiver
Hand in hand we walk the sands.
We head for home across the Head
In the Church ruins shelter and hide
Against the backdrop of the sea
My love for you rises with the tide.
Alison Jean Hankinson
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I love the way this poem rises and falls, Alison, emphasised by the repetition of ‘My love for you rises with the tide’. I also love that you have a view of ‘Windmills as far as the eye can see’! We have windmills in Norfolk, too, and I love them, together with lighthouses and church towers and spires!
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The windmills are at sea, they are amazing, they travel out for miles beyond Walney Island. Sometimes they are as clear as day, sometimes hidden away by mist and sea-spray. XXXX
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We have some of them too – on land and at sea! I can’t understand why some people are so against them – they are beautiful and they are clean! xxx
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I love how you capture the slow pace of the place in the lovely rhythm of your poem, a beautiful write :o)
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The refrains work really well here. Like Kim says, rising and falling with the tide;
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This evokes the excitement of youth anticipating the exhilarating ride of the rises and falls to come, perhaps increasing in amplitude with age. Wonderful write.
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Is this a villanelle? It’s so beautiful with the repeating lines throughout…and romantic too.
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I think the idea came from that, I think it was Paul Scribbles who did a lovely one the other week, I was just playing to see what would happen. XXX
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Love the form of repetition… i can feel the seawaves rolling in.
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I like how the stanzas rise and fall with the tide and, against the backdrop, pivot upon the same reassuring love from opening to end. The rhymes are soothing and spaced like the gentle rhythm of ebbs and flows. Perfect.
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many thanks, genuinely appreciated.
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I love, love, LOVE this piece. You take me there, and a calm settles over me. Beautiful write!
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Love the quatrain, specially with this refrain: My love for you rises with the tide.
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many thanks. xxx
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I love the feel of this. IT rises like the tide.
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I appreciated the “plain but perfect” language of this poem. Very nice!
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Wonderfully sweet and romantic!❤️
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Lovely imagery. Such a beautiful testament to enduring love among a scenic ebb and flow. The sea and the windmills called to me.
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“…my love for you rises with the tide…”. I love that opening to a poem. Sets a wonderful image for the poem to rest on.
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Windmills of your love – a beautiful write!
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Love the description here….and love the circling back at the end. There’s a completeness to this piece that is just perfect. Enjoyed it!
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So sorry, unexpected visitors last night have made me rather late in responding to your piece. Beautifully musical writing Alison
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This is really beautiful. The last stanza is my favorite.
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Loved the way you wrote this…so romantic. ..!
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Refreshing stroll in love’s company…thanks for sharing the view with photos too!
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