Smidgens
She knows me.
Though, I haven’t seen
All that she is…..
All her anger and angst
Frozen at times, treacherous.
I know her
From the safety of my footing.
She can pull me, She pulls me, I am pulled
Not by ebb, but by longing
A craving for our meeting.
She allows me to see her.
I am but painted doll
Easily tripped into a fall.
We are cyclic, together.
Friends as we are
I see her placid face
Fierce, reflecting sky.
Her cheeks aged, rippled
As they were at the beginning.
She’s my crone
My witch of calm
Curled slightly
With wavy hair
Rebelling,,,,,
The straightening of her tides.
Her voice, mesmerized magnetic
To my metal ears.
Grounded by emotion
She nudges me
To a rhythm depth tone.
My womb vibrates
With her motion
At the same time
I am her birth.
Her movement is mine
I am she, like her,
The invertebrate
With liquid body
Skin of whatever color
You wish to call me
We are deep in wrappings
Around dense mineral
Earthen cultrate creatures
Terrestrial mud makers
That simple creation act
Pottery, clay, and figure
Shaped by moisture
Solidified by solar storm.
I feel like she is forever
Whose depths
I know by kindred.
We raise our spirits
(For me, this once)
To mist and cloud
Transform, evaporate
Until our salt
Is yanked from our souls
And we fall
To new fawns
of phosphorescence
If I were to say
“Listen to her”
You would have
Already heard
Thanks
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Wonderfully carved relation… in love with the poem
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Thanks.
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I reblogged your post upon my blog as it moved me so deeply being born and raised by the ocean. This is beautiful. Your post made my day. Thank you.
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Reblogged this on How I Learned to Dance in The Rain and commented:
I was born and raised in a town by the ocean off of the California coast. This poem spoke to me deeply. Enjoy.
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You have the art to touch the soul.😊
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Such beautiful images. I can almost hear the waves of the ocean echoing all around me. ♥
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“She’s my crone
my witch of calm”
My brain is still ringing. Epic.
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Beautiful poem. Thank you for your visit to my blog today!
I will read more of your work – and enjoy it in the future!
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Lovely.
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I understand what you mean. There are times when words do that to me. However, I think the reward comes after you have put in some time with those jumping words, to shape them, whittle them, find out how structures can be made stronger. Thanks for your comment. It’s appreciated more than you know.
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I find myself going back to poetry when the words become faint in my mind. However, once the words jump into my being, it is hard to put down the pen or cut short the writing. Thanks for sharing with all of us.
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I didn’t hear the sea, but people,
I didn’t know the people, but felt.
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Reblogged this on Write For Pleasure and commented:
Ocean calls us..so stirring.
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Time and space bending poem. How much of us is singular, and how much did we get directly from the common point of origin of life, water? After all, then an there, all of the billios of species where but one, and we all mighty hoomans were the same as a fly or a dog.
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You just did. I am honored!
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Have I ever told you how much I love your poetry?
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Keep hanging out here. Can’t seem to leave and I love this so much. Listening to Birdy’s “Wings” and it doesn’t help. You’re a Rock Star with the prose. Thanks for sharing this, all of it.
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another masterpiece of craft and expression. It echoes me seriously. I love the word “cultrate”. congrats and thanks.
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I sat and listened to the ocean yesterday. You have captured her well.
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As an ocean would, this poem truly did ease my mind. Greatly structured with your words and beautifully described. Keep up this inspiring work. 🙂
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Brava.. 😎😎😎
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‘Pulled’ by my own phobia for river masses – as I don’t swim – I almost got drowned in the ecstacy of love created by a master-poet. Great piece, Élan.
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I’ve never been one for poetry, but this is pretty cool.
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Your comma is placed incorrectly.
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What makes you assume the ocean is a female? Is it beyound most humans to understand certin things just are,outside the boundries of the human scope of existence?
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Sir, beautifully written.
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I love the detail words describing the ocean. Magnificent!
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Impressive work with personifying the ocean. Makes me look at it differently now.
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Beautiful! Love this one!!!
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Joyful and compelling images of the sea. Your poetry is beautiful.
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Thank you. I’m perfectly fine with reblogs.
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Beautiful
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Painfully beautiful, yet uplifting.
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Reblogged this on One Woman's Quest and commented:
The ocean calls in so many indescribable ways: Elan Mudrow has captured its pull so wonderfully in this magnificent poem:
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The ocean has such a pull and this describes it so well. Hope you don’t mind if I reblog.
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This poem is amazing! Thank you Élan!
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This is wonderful, you’ve phrased everything I love about sea, and it’s strong ability to lure those to it’s depths, whom are sadly influenced that way.
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Agreed!
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I’m drowning a beautiful swim of pleasure at the sound of your mind. Cerebral decadence. Love!!!!
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How lovely!
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Enjoyed this – i feel the same way about the ocean. It’s a part of us and we’re a part of it. Wonderful poem!
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A tremendous piece. A mediocre work Monday becomes less so with your writing 😊
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“Not by ebb, but by longing” — very nice!
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There is an art to drowning.
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Love love love this! It touched my heart and soul with feelings I share with you! 😊
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Overwhelmed by this poem!
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Reblogged this on Sacred Touches.
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