Dolphinical


By catherine poarch
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The shape of the sea is in our bones.
The waves go over and under and through.
We dive to the deep, we rise to the light.
There is nothing so old or so new
as the green and the grey and the blue.
The others are with me turn by turn.
We fly, fin to fin, through the shining sea.
It carries our songs and it sings them back –
We are bound and impossibly free.
There is only one place we can be.
All oceans meet and all countries part.
But over and under, we weave and spin
invisible lines, all over the Earth,
that when shadows, in circles, begin
we keep light and endurance within.
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Oh, this is LOVELY, full of
Oh, this is LOVELY, full of movement and shining, it made me happy
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I like the idea of the shape
I like the idea of the shape of the sea being in our bones. It's a very hopeful and comforting poem, full of the cyclical returning pattern of joy. I enjoyed it very much. :)
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I agree with Di - beautiful,
I agree with Di - beautiful, and lovely to see something new from you!
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It has a lovely rhythm to it
It has a lovely rhythm to it.
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Beautiful little escape, much
Beautiful little escape, much appreciated.
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I absolutely adore this poem
I absolutely adore this poem catherine. A great tribute to those wonderful dolphines.
Jenny.
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Marvellous sense of movement,
Marvellous sense of movement, and the idea of something eternal and wise going on regardless of our concerns is very reassuring at the moment. Delightful.
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Poem of the Week!
This joyful and life-affirming piece is our Poem of the Week. Congratulations!
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