A kind of longing
in the air today.
The pouting mouths
of mounding clouds
vie to hold the sun,
then spit it out again,
traversing a sky
with designs
on being an ocean
with dreams, maybe,
of plunging waves,
white water creaming
in the wake of a schooner;
of coral reefs,
of wind-blown
desert islands....
of fathoms deep
blue pastures
where seals swim
and petrels skim the surf,
and of turning
a zillion pebbles
into sand.
Comments
ScoZen | May 2, 2011 - 15:50
Sandlady.
Delightful.
I was sitting on my little hill early this morning.
This takes me straight back, amazing.
MistakenMagic | May 2, 2011 - 15:58
"The pouting mouths
of mounding clouds
vie to hold the sun,
then spit it out again,
traversing a sky
with designs
on being an ocean"
- these lines have to be some of THE most beautiful poetry I have ever read. Well done, Tina. This is GORGEOUS!
Magic xxx
SundaysChild | May 2, 2011 - 16:00
Extremely beautiful Tina xx
Silver Spun Sand | May 2, 2011 - 16:51
ScoZen - good to hear from you, and I'm pleased you could identity with this. It was beautiful on 'my hill' this afternoon, too;-)
Many thanks.
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | May 2, 2011 - 16:52
Magic - gosh, and thank you;-) I thought to hell with the housework today and went into the garden instead. It was very breezy but very inspirational. So pleased you enjoyed.
Tina xxx
Silver Spun Sand | May 2, 2011 - 16:53
Sunday's many thanks;-)
Tina xx
skinner_jennifer | May 2, 2011 - 17:05
Hi Tina,
you really took me somewhere else in this poem, yes
much better than doing housework. Love the idea of
coral reefs and wind blown desert islands.
Simply beautiful.
Jenny.
Silver Spun Sand | May 2, 2011 - 17:06
Anything's better than housework, it has to be;-) Glad you liked, and thanks for telling me.
Tina
insertponceyfre... | May 2, 2011 - 17:13
it's beautiful Tina - wonderful imagery! i think cleaning is very overrated - this is much better.
Highhat | May 2, 2011 - 17:43
Yes beautiful imagery- you really painted a lovely picture here Tina. Imagine you could see the ocean by looking at the clouds! fabulous.
;)Pia
by the way Thunderclap Newman played the song "something in the air"- no reference well? But yes you did see something in the air- Oh I get it- I am silly- a saying of course.
Silver Spun Sand | May 2, 2011 - 17:52
I agree with you hands down, insert, about cleaning that is. None of us is ever going to be remembered for how clean our floors were...fortunately;-)
Many thanks;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | May 2, 2011 - 17:54
And I know that song, very well, Pia, and it certainly was in my mind, so well spotted;-) You sure do know your stuff.
Pleased you enjoyed. I very rarely go down to the sea these days, but imagination is a wonderful thing.
Tina
Highhat | May 2, 2011 - 18:03
You know Tina precisely that EP was the first I ever bought and paid for from my own purse. Funny isn't it? I almost wore it out.
;)Pia
Silver Spun Sand | May 2, 2011 - 18:06
EPs...those sure were the days. Mine was a Cliff Richard one...called 'Move it' if I remember correctly;-)
Highhat | May 2, 2011 - 18:49
I've always been a bit of a revolutionary Tina- hehe
;)Pia
fatboy74 | May 2, 2011 - 21:26
Lovely this Tina. :-)
Nathan Bednarek | May 2, 2011 - 23:31
I must agree with Magic... such common themes, but you word them into something utterly beautiful and unique. This is poetry that is purely a pleasure to read. Hats off ;-)
Nathan x
seashore | May 3, 2011 - 09:37
How could I not like this Tina - apart from being very visual and beautiful, I have a mention!
Coral
Silver Spun Sand | May 3, 2011 - 10:15
So pleased you enjoyed, fb and thanks for telling me;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | May 3, 2011 - 10:15
And hats off to you, Nathan;-) Have a good week.
Tina x
Silver Spun Sand | May 3, 2011 - 10:17
It had your name on it, and no mistake, Coral. That's what comes of beautiful names;-)
Tina
Prettyrose | May 3, 2011 - 19:00
Well done Silver spun Sand, a well thought out and written poem :)
keep writing
Keep Smiling :))))
ps that's at least 3 of us have sea on our minds lately, it must be the summer sun making us think of the calm and beautiful ocean :)))
barryj1 | May 3, 2011 - 19:44
Beautiful imagery. Twenty years ago the New Yorker magazine and Atlantic Monthly used to print lovely, ephemeral poems like this. Then the academics and scholarly, cerebral types took over. This is a yet another gem!
rjnewlyn | May 3, 2011 - 20:44
Very wonderful. I was watching the wind in next-door's small birch tree around that time and getting similarly transported. Those sort of moments are rather humbling and you just feel lucky when they happen to come along. Thanks for sharing yours.
Rob
Silver Spun Sand | May 3, 2011 - 22:46
Your lovely words, Prettyrose, a poem in themselves, and I thank you;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | May 3, 2011 - 22:48
The way of the world, I guess. So pleased you enjoyed, barry. Your opinion, as always, valued and enlightening;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | May 3, 2011 - 22:50
I know what you mean, Rob. The weather, these last few days or so, has been almost magical in its fickleness (if that's a proper word)...such wonderful blue skies, but oh that wind;-)
Many thanks for your lovely comment.
Tina
JoseHdz | May 3, 2011 - 23:21
love the sounds in this poem. love the images. flawless flow. all of the stanzas are incredibly great, but the first one especially stands out to me. congrats on the cherry for another fine piece of work!
cheers,
-Jose.
Silver Spun Sand | May 4, 2011 - 07:49
Many thanks to you, Jose;-)
And all the best to you.
Tina