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The Thames At Low Tide
larrylark

A joint effort with my wife

The Thames at low tide shows its fissured bed,
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unseen by those who pass above on London's latest bridge,
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or London's winter clouds that hang about, desultory overhead
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But for some: Turner, Monet, Whistler, such stirring sights have led
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them to translucent views of Bow and Greenwich.
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The Thames at low tide shows its fissured bed.
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Old boats aground in mud, adrift in fog, their clumsy bulk spread
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across canvas like some floating, silk veiled village
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or solid chunks of civil engineering ablaze in ochre, flame and red.
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Look closely at those paintings now, networks of tiny threads
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weave through colour as contour lines on maps define a hill or  ridge,
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The Thames at low tide shows its fissured bed
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As if the water's ebb and flow dictates what should be said
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to those few, chosen to bear its timeless message
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that all is linked: time, cloud, river tributaries, edges bled.
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Now blue chip culture of chrome and metal, glass and fret,
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obscure the riverside that Francis Bacon couldn't paint, the image
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of the Thames at low tide that shows its fissured bed,
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depicting treacherous depths and sinuous surface gleam instead.
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1 Mar 05

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Yawns!!!! Sorry

You obviously put a lot of hard work into this, but unfortunately bored me to tears.
 — Champ

oh this is good.

there is a lot of space though. less like fissured beds than the silence between  my partner and i when we aren't speaking to each other.
 — kaleidazcope

crikey champ. have you read it out loud. can you not follow the syllables as they rise, meet and collide. the soft alliteration and the unforced rhyme. the repetitions like the tide?

it captures the thames river bed at low-tide very well. of course there is no mention of condoms, dead gulls and hyperdermic needles, nor any reference to an old boot formerly known as Mrs Patterson before she was sliced in two and stuffed into a suitcase.

but now i'm going off on a tangent.
 — kaleidazcope

Dear Champ

I guess I'll just have to drown my sorrows in the Thames at low tide them.

Larry in sorrow Lark
 — unknown

Larry, this is good. Like kal said tho - a lot of white space...intentional?

Kal - you describe the Thames perfectly - ours anyway, haven't seen yours - condoms, hypos and beer bottles here - hell of a party that was.

Sam
 — unknown

i'm figuring the white space as a visual ... long laps between shallow waves ... i like the language of this, except for the line break at 5 & 6 ... each time i read it, i stumble to a halt there, have to gather and start again

beautiful
 — Bloodfetish

writing is excellent content leaves me needing more
 — dlong

.
 — unknown

boring as fukin hell

so boring in fact i ate my cul de sac before makin it to de end
 — unknown

Dear Unknown

mind you don't get indigestion and by the way eating too much tarmac induced road rage so get on yer bike.
 — larrylark

gripping.
 — unknown

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