Deep
February 6th, 2012 § 16 Comments
In shadows of mist and night
harbour lights would glow
so safe
yet, maybe not so
but
music still plays
…slow.
Feelings arise from
oceans breathing within.
Deep, so deep
each wave rises to its peak
then folds back into
self again
Singing winds
…resonate
I catch myself listening
where I thought all
songs had been sung
into past echoes
and the last escape of
dream flight.
Slipping back into that
place of comfort
I’ve searched among the ruins
for missing pieces to
complete the scene
Absentmindedly hum
to the silent vibration
where you left that
promise there
for me to catch in
a breath of air.
~*~
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“where all songs have been sung” that imagery lingers…hmm (savouring)
Fantastic…
humming to the vibration of a promise -> sounds like a good song
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IN a breath of air. Sheesh, I cant remember from the time it takes me to scroll down!!!
“….where you left that promise there for me to catch with a breath of air.” Utterly lovely.
I love the ocean and waves and just the whole beautiful splendor of it. I was raised in CA so spent many happy times on the beach. I miss it the most.
There is something vey subtly seductive about your poetry!
Nice work but I love this line: each wave rises to its peak
then folds back into
self again
I love the image of a breathing ocean.
lots to love in this bren…love the ocean and the imagery you us…the folding waves…the fresh breeze…very nice…
All the songs have not been sung … love your song, Bren … thank you. Always, cat.
love how you fold your words and weave one vision into another. your streaming thoughts are beautiful and lulling. as always, I have enjoyed my visit!
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Beautifully penned. Love the “oceans breathing within” and the “singing winds”. This poem makes me homesick! I have been too long away from the song of the waves.
each wave rises to its peak
then folds back into
self again…. love the images you create with your words here..very vivid..
Very deep, so deep, a whole heapin’ deep. Isn’t that deep? You want me to go deeper? Damn! I think I dug a whole too deep. You’re verse was nice and deep, I like my place of comfort, but it isn’t deep. Is that okay? Now don’t get deep on me.
I love the form this poem takes and the light touch you have with words and images to recreate the scene.