This is a unique description of the tugging we "onward voyagers" experience as we anticipate the future and walk towards "the continuum of light." There is always something special to be found in your poetry, Jude. This one is particularly moving and reveals a part of what is within each of us. Your perspective on humanity and the forces that move us is refreshing and enlightening. Welcome back!
~Butch Howard
Have to agree with Kate about the tugging sensation... first off, I could audibly hear the ratcheting of a fishing reel as it was being wound in. Makes me think of how it is we are all lured to leave our fingerprints here at AuthorsDen... and of the touches we receive from others here as we pass through... Second and subsequent readings the whole was pastiched for me as various bittersweet impressions from the film Titanic, somehow all encapsulated within the spirit of Rose, whose heart "went on" as from the deathly darkness of losing Jack amid wreckage to refinding him in the brightly lit resurrected Ballroom at the end. This poem has this quality about it, that spirit of eternal hope and endurance. Quintessentially symbolised, perhaps, by The Heart Of The Ocean diamond necklace that Rose dropped into the water over the spot where Titanic sank, just before she died. Fascinated by this thought for some reason, I have just Googled it and also found that "one of the treasures known to be onboard the maiden voyage of the White Star Line Titanic was a priceless copy of the Rubyiat of Omar Khayiam. This book of poetry was encrusted with 1,500 precious stones set in gold"... what a weird coincidence. Ach well, this has been an inspiring read and research, to say the least. Keep on with the exploration of poetic engineering, Kartero... You sure do seem to be pulling us all somewhere! Love, Winslet Kate xx
Welcome back! my friend, missing your words and thoughs, yet, when you do come back, is with a shining and seldom black pearl of philosophical wisdom.
Georg
It's so good to have your light back in the Den Jude, your absence leaves a dimness...Beautiful poem uplifting the spirit,motivating us to throw our own line out to wherever it is needed most,making things brighter for all!
Enjoyed this very much...a wonderful metaphore penned with excellence...good to have you back at the den. Miss you wonderful, deep and insightful offerings when your away! Enjoyed!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Empowering message through poetry. Humanity is due for an evolutionary leap in these troubled times of political design, military aggression and diminishing civil liberties, especially the freedom of speech, such as we have witnessed. Light Tugs illuminates the divine that is within us and brings like-minded souls together for a reunion of a power structure. This ForÉse den is the chosen birthplace of poets where your messages empower and stimulate our minds. It is here in this den that we gather to exchange ideas and rally against evil forces which are destroying Gaia, which in darkness, destroys the poet...welcome home, Jude...thanks for "finding the time to throw out a line or two"...
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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~Butch Howard
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Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
Georg
with another excellent puzzle
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Blessings,
Joyce B.
Be safe,
Karen
Regis
An ethereal feel to this one, reminded me of the Northern Lights with a spiritual lesson contained in their display. Well done, exquisite poetry.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love Always,
Sage