Napowrimo poem Day 17
Prompt: One of the elements...Water
We are island people
Our lives are linked to Neptune
the moon tides and wind
We are water babies from the deep
We swim our way out of the womb
and into the deep blue like seahorses
We know how to read a current and feel a rip
Our homes are sprinkled in sand
trekked in from the beach
Our gardens are covered in sea shells and
salt bleached driftwood
We swim like fish
ride waves like dolphins
Water is breathing for us
Yet we are the driest continent on earth
' Water water everywhere
and not a drop to drink '
Isn't life just full of ironies...?
ReplyDeleteAlthough I often feel that I've been haphazardly washed up on an alien and unforgiving shore by merciless currents beyond my control, I appreciate your assertion that "We swim our way out of the womb
ReplyDeleteand into the deep blue like seahorses"
Wowsers
Hi Rall,
ReplyDeleteI see the deity/deities visited you too! I particularly love the first six lines.
The ultimate accolade ... acknowledging life-giving water!
ReplyDeleteOur homes are sprinkled in sand
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I like this poem and want to live near the ocean so bad! I'd love a home sprinkled in sand!
Linda it's hard to be miserable for too long when you live near a beach...Find a way!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great portrait of Australia Rall! I like the seahorses.-Irene
ReplyDeleteThanks Irene. If you like good weather and the sea..it's good!
ReplyDeleteWonderfully full of imagery! Excellent similes!
ReplyDeleteI love this, the images of water babies, sea horses. Can feel the water coursing deep in you. Great poem.
ReplyDeleteRall,
ReplyDeleteYou make my desire to live by the sea all the more apparent for me. I love this!
Pamela
Water is breathing for us
ReplyDeleteNice work!
I like the image of the seahorses swimming into the deep blue. We have both beach and fresh water here in Chicago, but no surf, and you wouldn't want to drink straight from the Lake...
ReplyDeletewater water water...no kidden...we are so blessed we have mountain water..from mountain glacier flowing into ou r creek...then to our house..lovely and delicious....as is your poem Rall....thanks again
ReplyDeleteI lived that life once, and now I have something to wish for again.
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As I was swimming this afternoon I thought about this poem I wrote and was pleased to be able to express these thoughts about the sea.
ReplyDeleteYou see I even think about you when I am swimming!
Yeah, water, it's an ever changing canvas, I go to the lakes a lot, and it's always different. I lived by the sea for five years and the ever changing scene was even more dramatic. Give me water, anytime!
ReplyDeletefrom Therese B. - great visual images here. We here in NE USA have had way too much water lately...
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