Oh I love this one Kate....from the easy to touch crags to the new world and power of breathing under water..the quest for the new and unknown. In the process of moving and rediscovering...this encourages me.
Love,
Taylor
'I have come to the Lands End of Myself'- a very memorable line Kate. The Sea - ahhhhh - the underwater gallery of incredible finds, lost treasures, the wonder of discovery, and braving the fear of the unknown - easy to associate the ocean with rebirth, and if it wasn't for Jaws movies as a child, i'd feel a bit easier out there! I think you will enjoy your discoveries, your poem has clarity, and an ease and acceptance about it - i'm sure the dolphins will be looking out for you all the way through to your Brave New World :o) Nicky xxx
I like the way you rediscover yourself,new strength for new horizons. May they be the best of your hearts desire...Reminds me of something Wordsworth wrote but the title eludes me;-)
love the sustained metaphor, quiet introspection and as always lovely language. love the testimony of risk, daring the deep unknown of ourselves. in the words of "Nemo's" Dorie (?), we gotta just keep swimming. may life fill your heart and lungs! Dawn
Beautiful write. What I call taking discovery to a whole new level. May you always find happiness and enjoy the luxuries of what life has to offer my friend. Blessings Always, Paul.
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 19, 2007
Always knew you're a mermaid. Hows ole Neptune these days.
No-matter where we go, on-one can escape from themself.
I guess the brave knew world is within, changing that which is within,
and daring to be the person one is meant to be. A rose in full bloom in harmony with nature rather than a flabby mind within prison walls... Swim iccle mermaid swim..
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on September 18, 2007
Wonderful writing as alwaysssss,stay safe and well sweet lady..Hugsss
Wow Kate sounds like you've traded your lungs for gills. But the undersea is most stunningly beautiful and a whole new world, fer sure, (metaphorically speaking of course)
Well if you are breathing under water as this beautifully imaged poem presents then dear sweet Kate just keep going straight and swing a little south when you hit Newfoundland and another three days walk will put you on my doorstep in Nova Scotia. Great write and I know the frustration of those long rugged walks.
I've flown the coast with my own rebirth and I'll do it over and over again. For me, this poem gave my experience a clear meaning. I'm with you on this flight of self. It's a fearless woman who has the courage to seek the new world and think outside of the box.
Brava!
Susan
A journey forthcoming - kind of a Pin the Tail on the Donkey - blindfolded and pin the eel tail on the map. Who knows what you'll pull up, some old-sunken treasure, amphorae of wine still drinkable, a scale off of Aphrodite's tail, Johnny Depp's golden earring or better yet, his gilded cod piece...phoenician papyrus with lover's secrets Kama SEATRA, a votive statue of Neptune...sounds like an acquatic rebirth of some kind...cargo of bronzed ingots to ya, Kate...grab the map and off to colonizing new shores in untamed waters...it's an age thing...feeling it myself - the seasonal tides have arrived!
Looks like you were out there again and the new realization ever greater--I sort of wish I could've gone over the cliff with you--I always feel "the understanding of my unknown eludes me" almost everyday that I work alone at "my stuff" (of life). Great thoughts--thanks
There are some seasons we go through that are especially difficult, and at times seem interminable. To finally get through them, and realize that we are improved, or different, and still desirous of pressing forward, is always a blessing. I love introspection like this. I hope you enjoy, fully, your brave new world KB.
Blessings ...
Richard
And, it's one good enough for a repeat, for you take us on these unimaginable ventures that I, for one, wonder if they have more reality than intended. We'll never know, but will continue to read the work of K. Burnside, Poet-of-th-larger- view!
- Bill
Kate, Well spoke. A basic idea with me. As soon as I learned to swim my joy was swimming out over my head and staying out there. Especially at the ocean. "with lungs I never knew i had" is an especially good line. s/henry
Wisdom-Passion * Inspiration leading you outward bound{WOW}-LOVE-Ted
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 18, 2007
I know the feeling, Kate, I feel the same way as I embark on my newest project, "Misdemeanors & Felonies." Wish you good sailing . . . You wrote well about it . . .
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
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Love,
Taylor
nice work.....
Art Sun...
own unknown eludes me."
Excellent...
I like your work.
Axilea
Be safe,
Karen
Love,
Eileen
Wishing you well...
Sam
Love tinka
Best regards,
Leland
Thanks and love from the Lone Star State, Glen
Beautiful write. What I call taking discovery to a whole new level. May you always find happiness and enjoy the luxuries of what life has to offer my friend. Blessings Always, Paul.
No-matter where we go, on-one can escape from themself.
I guess the brave knew world is within, changing that which is within,
and daring to be the person one is meant to be. A rose in full bloom in harmony with nature rather than a flabby mind within prison walls... Swim iccle mermaid swim..
Walt
Hugs
Pops
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Brava!
Susan
Love & Womanly Tide,
Sage
Blessings ...
Richard
- Bill
I have been wondering about you; hope you are okay! Welcome back; you've been missed! Wonderful repost; good to read this again! Good the first time, even better now the second time around! Very well done; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D