Anita, I am totally bowled over by this beauty in concept and expression. My prosaic thoughts by comparison are as the chaff blown from the grain of wheat or as the grit panned to leave the nugget of gold. The mind is an amazing thing. I can only think that your own imaginative consciousness was ALREADY working these thoughts into shape and that the ebb and flow of how I perceived the motion of the sea to be like the gauzy hints and intentions of words and their world of contradictions just became the hook/conceptual co-ordinates for this glorious thought-stream to take its bearing from. In reality, I am sure this most beautiful poem was already about to be born, like the nebula it is.
Magic tribe across the sea
Speak in tongue to sky and tree
Hear the harmonies of stone
Cast no shadow, walk alone
Fluid magic in the air
Aqua splashes cleanse the bare
Free the mind and purge all clear
In the morning....disappear
Just the words alone weave such mysticism that you can wrap yourself in and sail the seven seas with... You are without doubt one of the most gifted and talented wordsmiths to grace our pages here. Thank you for this, and for breaking your writing fast. This was worth the wait! Love, Kate xx
Oh ET, I was not saying I felt the poems were connected, that was not my intent,but after reading Kates about her give and take of thoughts inspired by the sea, this poem popped into my head...lol......and I have not written for ages! Thanks to all who commented........pax A
I can see the correlation between the two and I am sure Kate is honoured to know that her beautiful work inspired the making of this fine piece as well.
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You never fail to amaze and entertain me with your eloquent and spiritual outpourings.
Never rest your golden quill my friend
Much Love
Peter
Magic tribe across the sea
Speak in tongue to sky and tree
Hear the harmonies of stone
Cast no shadow, walk alone
Fluid magic in the air
Aqua splashes cleanse the bare
Free the mind and purge all clear
In the morning....disappear
Just the words alone weave such mysticism that you can wrap yourself in and sail the seven seas with... You are without doubt one of the most gifted and talented wordsmiths to grace our pages here. Thank you for this, and for breaking your writing fast. This was worth the wait! Love, Kate xx
(Where have you been, Queenie? I could sure use you in my latest epic war.}
hugs
Fee
Be safe,
Karen
ET
But I like this ones clarity...