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Child of mine, I cannot fathom
the endless beauty of your every
changing tide
but your thoughts I hear
like songs of whales – an echo
carried by the amniotic waves –
There is no ocean deep
as the farthest reaches of your mind
aswim with memories, gifted beyond gold.
No surf more opalescent than your eyes.
A watery 55 for Caitlin, on her 25th birthday.
oh how absolutely stunning Kerry! your daughter is clearly another special woman ... and what a most elegant and beautiful birthday poem ~ love the image too :D
ReplyDeleteyou're clearly having a wonderful time with Inktober! how cool and fresh is this :)
Thank you, Pat. I have found it quite therapeutic to rediscover my love of ink.
Deleteah... happy day to you both
ReplyDeleteThank you, Michael.
DeleteAnyone who wishes to share a Flash 55, please feel free to leave a link in comments.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful write, Kerry! Love the messages transmitted in amniotic fluid
ReplyDeleteHere's mine! Have great weekend....of the 'kick-ass' kind!
ReplyDeletehttp://smellthecoffeeweb.com/2018/10/13/the-abyss-2/
The song of whales... what a wonderful metaphor for the depth of a human soul.
ReplyDeleteThat final image is... so alluring, nectar for the imagination.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely gorgeous poem and drawing. I love the thoughts like songs of whales.
ReplyDeleteA little late... but here is mine.
ReplyDeletehttps://brudberg.me/2018/10/14/crossroads-2/
Gorgeous and deephearted birthday poem, dotted perfectly with the rich image. A high five with my flukes.
ReplyDeleteAny whale poem is a nod to yours...
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I just adore the opening, particularly the line break at "every":
ReplyDelete"Child of mine, I cannot fathom
the endless beauty of your every"
Also the one after "echo" ... Both I think make reference to mythology and creation goddesses.
ReplyDeleteI believe that every poem about motherhood must be ultimately about such creation goddesses.
DeleteAh, this is so heartwarming. A lovely birthday poem with a perfect closing, Kerry. :-)
ReplyDeleteLove the analogy of baby in womb and whale. They do come up for air.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and Peaceful, loved.
ReplyDeleteThe deepest of loves that of a mother for a child. That is captured so eloquently here Kerry! I love love love this one!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem for your daughter. Not a mother but I so love your love for your child. The drawn image of mermaid and whale together is wonderful.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful birthday poem Kerry, truly awash with love.
ReplyDeleteI am certain that Caitlin is just as proud of you as you are of her.
Lovely!
Anna :o]
I love the connection to the song of whales.. beautiful poem for your daughter, Kerry.
ReplyDeleteWonderful birthday poem, Kerry! I love the lines:
ReplyDelete'the endless beauty of your every
changing tide'
and
'like songs of whales – an echo
carried by the amniotic waves'.
Child of mine, I cannot fathom
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changing tide
How fast they grew up and how they changed into the elegance of a woman of one's pride. Beautiful take Kerry!
Hank
Beautiful poem for a lovely daughter. I'd like to pen such a one for my own!
ReplyDeleteKerry, you wrote a beautiful tribute to a well loved daughter. Mothers have keen insight and true observations, well perhaps stretched a bit sometimes. :-)
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Aah!!! A beautiful birthday poem. Nicely done. Pat R
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