Frangipani

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Evening on the bluestone quay
in Frangipanied harbour air
where palm trees bend to sip the sea
askew with dubious gravity.
A cooling layer of gentle breeze
consumes the dayโ€™s dull torrid heat
and coconuts freed randomly
beat earthโ€™s arrhythmic pulse.
Leashed along the timeworn cleats
fast thoroughbreds of classic sail
mahogany and brass and braid
all burnished bow to stern;
laughs and shrieks ambiguous
clinked crystal rings and guitar strings
accompany glad ambience
along the wave-lapped wall.
And me contented just to breathe
the balm of Frangipani

48 thoughts on “Frangipani

  1. I love your style, and your imagery especially. I don’t know if there’s much else to say other than what has already been said, but I wanted to let you know there’s another person out there who so loves your poetry. It’s clear to see how much work has been put into each piece.

    • It’s extraordinarily thoughtful of you to send me this purposeful message of appreciation and a treat to read your opinion of my work. I am humbled and touched by your words Amy – thank you.

  2. Oh Mike I love the use of Frangipane. It truly is as you have described this perfectly. In my mind I could visualize it with the help of your lovely illustration! Wow you are really good at this! ๐Ÿ˜€

    • The reason I read your blog is not for the subject* but the writing and your comment above is a perfect snapshot of your literary elegance. I’ve enjoyed your voice and style of writing since reading your excellent debut novel Silk For The Feed Dogs Thank you Jackie.

      *That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

  3. monocochlearmutineer says:

    Very impressive – somehow with your words you have evoked a very tactile soundscape and, dare I say, ‘aromascape.’ Not to mention your intimate understanding of all things nautical. When reading this poem I am in that world. Well done.

    • Your freshly coined ‘aromascape’ tempts me to add the word as a Tag because it draws straight from the root of my favourite flower in this poem. You hit the nail on the head in your interpretation MP and I am both impressed and grateful. Thank you.

  4. I could breathe the balm of Frangipani as I read your poem…
    Great descriptions. This dreamy poetic atmosphere is certainly captivating, Mike.
    I congratulate you โญ Aquileana ๐Ÿ˜€

    • The best compliment a poet can receive is one confirming his success in transferring one of the six senses to a reader and for this I am honored by your words. Regarding the risks, they are within actuarial boundaries and further decrease if you wear a helmet!

    • You’ve singled out a part that caused me considerable indecision CG (in fact I’m still a bit uncertain about it!) Thank you for this valued analysis and feedback.

    • Thank you SF for your reading, analysis and delightful interpretation that goes straight to the heart of this piece. You time and words are much appreciated.

    • John your transparent reference to the blood, sweat and tears that went into this one is a rare acknowledgement for me and one that tells me even more about you as a kindred spirit. That the outcome pleases you is very gratifying and this feedback greatly valued.

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