Ocean.

dreams in the Sahara
insanity in the flamenco acedia,
I linger in the ocean floor,
stripped in fertile silence
as frost knows death
better than I.

the typhoon, the sailor
it festers the dying beast
of the albatross and the ocean sea.

she’ll kiss the divine blue waves
with fury, summoning the wind’s womb;
in the age of man and death,

a paradox of shadows like in the Torres Del Paine,
the shuffle of ice in the dusk stood trembling
dew hangs low in the dark cawing ancient warships

stretches the wings, forgetting the language
upon the sanctuary; midnight timbers, and the wind
murmurs a Hebrew song—
assails the salty waves in a coup, the air free of scars,

it hunts the grandeur of the icy world
dreaming under the stars, seized like a troubadour’s poetry
in the bare and frozen winter of many, many abandoned
in the sleeping flurry of cold, flashing like a blue guitar.

river, marred with froth,
gathered by the pilgrim waves in the absolve of silence,
hidden in the blood that breaks in the dark
beyond the foothills, the soul, and seawall.

the typhoon, the sailor
it festers the dying beast
of the albatross and the ocean sea.

she’ll kiss the divine blue waves
with fury, summoning the wind’s womb
in the age of man and death.

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  30 comments for “Ocean.

  1. April 16, 2020 at 7:29 am

    👍👏

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  2. April 16, 2020 at 7:39 am

    The beauty of your poetry is that cannot just read it once…

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    • April 16, 2020 at 8:14 am

      Thank you so much. I am so happy to hear that. ❤️

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  3. April 16, 2020 at 7:39 am

    Good poem! Haunting. I love this line: dew hangs low in the dark cawing ancient warships

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    • April 16, 2020 at 8:16 am

      Thank you! Admittedly, that’s one of my favorite lines too in this piece. So glad you enjoyed.

      Like

  4. April 16, 2020 at 7:40 am

    I love the shape of this poem, the way it swells and fades.

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  5. April 16, 2020 at 7:48 am

    beautiful Lucy .

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  6. mariamichaela
    April 16, 2020 at 7:52 am

    Here I was waiting and hoping you had a new post. And here it is!

    Loved the entire poem but the last three lines are my fave. 😁🌹

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    • April 16, 2020 at 8:20 am

      Aww, that is so sweet. That makes me really happy to hear that. Thank you so much for your lovely feedback. ❤️

      Liked by 1 person

  7. Tom
    April 16, 2020 at 8:05 am

    Wow, this is fantastic!

    Liked by 2 people

  8. April 16, 2020 at 8:52 am

    tea for two
    you and i
    the reason
    the dog
    come along too
    is he loves
    both me and you
    ah~

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    • April 16, 2020 at 12:50 pm

      We drink red tea in the winter and summer
      by the pale, ocean shore with rain
      feeding on the sunlight with coffee beans,
      and spoke in broken languages to each other
      originating from your father in different countries of Europe,
      he speaks almost a dozen languages. You wished he taught you more,
      but as we speak, the dog sits on his bed wing
      in strange, prolonged whimpers; he wants to go outside too.
      Stirring beneath the sea of carved coffee steam,
      we fall with the firelight that the world spreads
      from our bones to the shit street,
      pressing time to its summer night river
      as the bank of winter ends, betrayed in writings
      from long ago, never read again, never thought of again,
      lost in valleys in dark whispers
      or promises.

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      • April 16, 2020 at 5:00 pm

        city by the lake
        it stinks
        in the sink
        around and around
        to donate the finished books~

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  9. April 16, 2020 at 1:50 pm

    Wonderful and I even learned a new word (acedia) 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  10. April 16, 2020 at 8:58 pm

    My dearest Lucy. This is absolutely fantastic!
    xoxo

    Liked by 1 person

  11. April 18, 2020 at 6:34 pm

    Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:

    Outstanding poetry by a talented writer.

    Liked by 1 person

    • April 18, 2020 at 6:35 pm

      Thank you so, so much. ❤️

      Like

  12. April 18, 2020 at 6:37 pm

    I loved every words dear Lucy. A epic journey into my favorite place. The sea. The sea is a dangerous lover, can be gentle and can be a great storm. Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry. You write with the skill of the ancient writers.

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    • April 18, 2020 at 6:57 pm

      Oh, I’m so glad you enjoyed this piece. I had those ideas in mind when writing—with how the sea is beautiful, but can be so dangerous. I thank you for the comments and feedback. I always enjoy reading them.

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      • April 18, 2020 at 7:17 pm

        I was lucky. I was station at Fort Ord, California from 1992-1994. A dream came true for me. The ocean is a wonderful muse. After reading your work. I create another for the Pacific and the Big Sur. You are welcome dear Lucy.

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  13. May 15, 2020 at 9:15 am

    👍👍👍

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