your eyes are parched blue
a sky amidst the thickset trees
your words are seaweeds
fresh as limes in my japanese cup
and why am i breathless
when i see you
drilled down to the elements,
you are 65% oxygen
& 18% carbon
& 10% hydrogen
& 3% nitrogen
& 1.5% calcium
& 1.0 phosphorus
& traces of minerals
found in rocks & trails by the lake-
you have no roots
nor wings to anchor your moorings-
you can slip through my
fingers like the eel or disappear
in a flash of elephant's rage
or rust cold in the depths of sunken ship-
but you come
every morning
hungry for each rush & pull,
fascinated with
sun's play on the sands,
wind's drum on the conch's belly-
beyond bones & rags of our flesh,
we tangle spineless
and the sea
cradles us, weightless, size of the planet
this love
a mere drop in canvas of endless mass
but it's precious dew
on our lips
Beautiful, Grace... love the visual.
ReplyDeleteseaweeds and lime eyes.... that's what I'd love to dream off tonight....
ReplyDeletelove this...nice form, like waves itself...i like how you deconstruct them...the but every morning you come stanza is my fav...whatever the day brings you know...down to the dew on the lips...smiles....cool write grace...
ReplyDeletethe tangling spineless is my fav part...the sea cradling you weightless...such a soothing visual
ReplyDeleteActually a very pretty poem. Love the ending.>KB
ReplyDeleteGrace, I loved the hell out of this one; read it several times, letting the waves of words, the lovely research, the truths, the passion, the beauty wash over my fevered soul, and it remains a panacea for the day, a meal, sustenance for hungry minds; thanks for the ride.
ReplyDeleteAh- very pretty poem, Grace - a lot of sensual word play that works very well. (This is Karin http://Manicddaily.wordpress.com)
ReplyDeleteLoved reading and spiraling softly down to the dew drop.
ReplyDeleteVery sweet poem, Grace. Really like that last stanza AND the visual.
ReplyDeleteFirst I've seen a poem break one down to such a form haha nicely done
ReplyDeleteWow! I love the shapes of your words as much as the letters and paragraphs!
ReplyDeleteI love the ending, when it comes and just says "on our lips," my heart seems to melt, adore this Heaven.
ReplyDelete'it's precious dew on our lips'- beautiful. love needs no boundaries, no physical apparatus.. it must be allowed to flow like your words flowed.
ReplyDeleteAs sensual - as water can get.
ReplyDeleteso beautiful! precious dew :)
ReplyDeleteyour words are seaweeds
ReplyDeletefresh as limes in my japanese cup
I love that one. Also the way you've made your waves of words reflect your subject, with a very soft and lovely ending. Enjoyed it much, Heaven.
"precious dew on our lips"...nice...love your take, that we are more dear than the elements that comprise us. Such a mystery to be appreciated.
ReplyDelete" you have no roots
ReplyDeletenor wings to anchor your moorings-"
I can feel your words rolling through the breaking surf, wrapping me in sushi dreams, lingering in
"the lofty surge" leaving just a dapple of fantabulous on my lips !!
Grace, that line-- beyond bones... so nice, in fact that whole stanza is wonderful. Nice piece, cheers, Jason
ReplyDeleteso beautiful - loved the elements - seemed to have the feel of the waves - very cool - K
ReplyDeleteyou have no roots
ReplyDeletenor wings to anchor your moorings-
as fluid as your words and the form your piece took, such a cool write.
this love a mere drop
ReplyDeletein canvas of endless mass
but it's precious dew
A love that is treasured is such a precious commodity! Nicely Grace!
Hank
Wow!! Love this dripping poetry..beautiful visual and words! Lovely...
ReplyDeleteReally wonderful, a great poem...I loved it!
ReplyDeleteThat's a bit different - and as beautiful and sensual as ever.
ReplyDeleteMy thirst has been sated by your words - beautiful Grace - beautiful
ReplyDeletebeautiful words....lovely lines!!
ReplyDeleteLove this, Grace! So refreshing and flows along so smoothly. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteVery abstract poetry, just like Picaso's art!
ReplyDeletewow... the wave that your words make..
ReplyDeleteboth physically and lyrically :)
and concluding lines were like a sweet melody
this love
a mere drop in canvas of endless mass
but it's precious dew
on our lips
Such a wonderful and beautiful description of elixir of life : water :
ReplyDeletebeautiful!
ReplyDeletethis is such a cool take on the prompt and the form is great!
ReplyDelete"your words are seaweeds
ReplyDeletefresh as limes in my japanese cup"
wonderful, Grace...
~Miriam
Hungry for each rush and pull... We tangle spineless - sexy poeming.
ReplyDeletevery beautiful! as gentle as the waves coming to draw the sand beneath our feet!
ReplyDeleteHi Grace... thrum and pulse, and the sharp inhale - as ever, with your writes. ~ M
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