I don’t remember when I left that word. It must have been upon some beach. My breath oppresses. Were I silent like a bird I might have flown securely on my way. I left that word abandoning its sound And hope the sand will keep its harm at bay. Years ago it filled my heart. I sung, But now I would forget what passed my lips Repenting, if I may, to soothe my tongue.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Laura Bloomsbury is hosting featuring tercets with specified rhyme words coming from Raymond Garlick’s poem “Welsh-Speaking Sea“.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
I love the way you took that word and gave it a story of its own, Frank.
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Thank you, Kim!
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Words left on the shore will be carried by the wind I think. Maybe if you listen you will find them in the breeze.
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They were likely carried on the breeze. Thank you, Bjorn!
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A beautiful rendition of the way we all say things that we regret.
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Memory often leads to regrets. Thank you, Jenna!
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Makes me wonder what the word was; intriguing and playful, yet with sad edges–good job.
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There were many words and ideas that I now regret ever saying or entertaining. Thank you, Glenn!
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I like this a lot. Definitely relatable. Nice writing!
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Thank you!
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Whatever the word was, it’s blowing on the wind on some deserted beach.
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Yes, most likely. Thank you, Jane!
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🙂
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Nice!
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This is marvellous to read – so much musicality to the imagery. Terrific tercets Frank
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Thank you, Laura!
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Yes! Embracing life’s lessons.
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Yes. Thank you, Ken!
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I admire the empty beach photo with white wave 🙂
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Thank you, Lynn!
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Outstanding piece! Sharing it.
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Thank you, Reena!
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena.
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May the soohtness and beauty of those words fill every one with calmness.
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Thank you, Vandana!
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Ilove the way you use such simple words and structures to convey something truly mysterious and resonant.
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Thank you, Sarah!
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This carries such a subtle message beautifully!
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Thank you, Beverly!
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This is lovely, Frank.
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Thank you, Robbie!
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I love the idea of a word abandoning its sound. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe!
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A powerful message wrapped in the beauty of your words Frank.
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Thank you, Linda!
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we often say things we regret … but we can never take those words back!
So we do need to be very careful of what we think and say 🙂
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They will always come back to memory. Thank you, Kate!
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yes but guilt or shame is a waste of energy Frank, best we be more mindful not to repeat our errors ❤
We can’t take the hurtful back …
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One of your best, Frank.
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Thank you, Judy!
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Every Word A Sound
An Emotion Guitar
Strings of Vocal
Chords Play
Feelings
Senses
Become Symbols
True Articulating
Organic Flesh and Blood
Traveling Past Distance,
Space, Time or Even Flesh
And Blood Matter Records Old Records New
HeART
BeaT
Percussion
Piano Hammers
HoMe BeaT GoeS oN..:)
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Thank you, Fred!
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🌎🌳🙏
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