why am I seeing it from afar
my hair plastered to my skull
salt sticks into me
that abrasive feeling does not leave
when did my feet get webbed
when did I sprout wings
the ocean sleeps in front of me
sky is running away
that flotsam is a piece of a mountain
the world is unusually calm
while I accept the gift of peace
"I wanted to be the last redwood, now I pirouette with the jinx"
34 comments:
while I accept the gift of peace ... lovely!
truly surreal. Your last line is wonderful.
This on is really, REALLY beautiful! You have such a gift with words!
That's quite a last line. Excellent.
An excellent post! A truly surreal piece with a definite and outstanding last line! =)
-Weasel
I'm trying to find words to describe my reaction to yours. This bypasses my brain and goes directly be my soul.
If we all stood still and just for a moment, became the last redwood, I wonder, would it stop us?
Elizabeth
Beautiful Gautami! I love the hope is this! And I love the new look :)
Pamela
oops! in this!
Pamela
not much to add Gautami....wondeful as usual
a striking transformation
I am pleased to know your work, I like it when I come across good writers, one always finds something to take from it. Nice work
Beautiful imagery in this poem, Gautami! I especially loved the questions about webbed feet and sprouting wings. :-)
Lovely words :3 and so deep^^~
Ah, the gift of peace. How it stills us.
Powerful work - your gift of the words is remarkable! A wonderful read, thank you.
Simply superb..as usual..I mean you are so much gifted. God bless!
"salt sticks into me"
GREAT line!
You are definitely a positive person! I love that so much!
Absolutely gorgeous words...striking with their meaning. Beautiful!
Flotsam love that word. I loved this gift of peace.
The peace would indeed be felt through these "bites and bytes" - thank you. Please have a good Monday.
daily athens
'I wanted to be the last redwood'...lovely.
I enjoyed reading...so original!
I thought my stuff was sad. Looks like I'm going to need to turn it up a notch to keep up with you.
wonderful verse ... particularly love the ocean sleeps in front of me / sky is running away
that is a beautiful peace - now when I go to the ocean I will ponder these thoughts of yours
Thank you and also for the thoughtful invite
I will join on Mondays - tho my old brain may forget
Moon smiles
Very nice, a lot of imagery. I enjoyed reading your verse today. A unique piece indeed.
Thanks for stopping by!
Nice to read you again! It sure does calm when one comes to term with peace.Beauty!
'Why am I seeing it from afar??'
Can feel that stillness.
I love the last 2 lines of your poem- truly beautiful words~~~
I love to watch those passing clouds which are running away with the sky.
Very nice, Tami. :)
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Believe it or not, I have taken videos of fast moving clouds passing by.
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Your last line....Has so much punch. Lovely poem
while I accept the gift of peace...
You are so gifted... wonderful lines my friend- Dear Poetic Friend:
I invite you to join us at Jingle Poetry : http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/, we have a Monday Poetry Potluck party (weekly) for you to enjoy, the link is open American Central Time 8pm to Tuesday, 8pm. You have 48 hours linking in 1 to 3 poems, you could use an old poem if you don’t have a most updated one handy…
Hope to see you today, please do stop by and check us out.
Let us know when you stop by so that we place your link in our blog list….
Happy Sunday!
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