In the April of Covid 19
Day 17
“Listen and look where she sails the goose plucked sea”Dylan Thomas
Safe Harbour
The white caps, the whale surge,
the gull-pecked clouds, the topgallant masts of joy,
high water mark, the depths of drowning grief,
forgotten coastlines of summers past. I fall
through the open hatch’s wild
splash of blue, through haze of sweet seagrass
and dive into all my yesterday’s forgotten rue.
With open eyes, despite the brine, I swim to you.
My safe harbour, still waters
tempest-shredded sky, crepuscular rays, tide wall,
foam-laced breaker on rain-spotted sand. Beloved.
You are my anchor. I am sailing home to you.
Skylover Wordlist: Harbour
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This is beyond beautiful, Kerry!💘 The images eloquently portray the emotions of love and grief especially; "I fall
ReplyDeletethrough the open hatch’s wild splash of blue, through haze of sweet seagrass and dive into all my yesterday’s forgotten rue."💘
Thank you for coming over to read, Sanaa. I appreciate it.
DeleteKerry, such gorgeous imagery! Such beautiful lines! Sigh. I loved every word.
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, Sherry. I appreciate you so much.
DeleteOh, this is a wonderful poem -- I especially like "the topgallant masts of joy".
ReplyDeleteThank you for this poem!
Thank you for your reading.
DeleteYou have made each line full and emotive, then stitched them together in a pattern where each sines its own color out of a resplendent whole. I would start to quote, but the whole poem would end up here, so I will just say I love the forgotten rue, all the detail that brings to life the feel of the ocean; that smell like no other is in each line, and the refrain of sailing home to the beloved is one of the heart's dearest wishes and deepest truths. Just beautiful. Like Kim, I thank you for this poem.
ReplyDelete"shines," not sines. My proofreading skills are shot.
DeleteI thank you for being such a faithful reader, Joy. It gives me great pleasure to read your views on my poetry.
DeleteThe movement of the list in the opening stanza evokes the movement of waves so vividly, Kerry, that I fell into the second stanza along with you. Such beautiful wordsmithery and image painting in this poem, especially:
ReplyDelete‘ through the open hatch’s wild
splash of blue, through haze of sweet seagrass
and dive into all my yesterday’s forgotten rue.’
I love the way the final stanza is mostly a list and then ends with a heartfelt declaration.
Thank you, Kim. I'm happy to know you liked this one.
Deletethis captures the ocean, the sea, the wildness of it, as one sails, and is so evocative, pushing our senses open to the salty tang, the wind's stiffness, etc. .... it's so startling, and refreshing, and well worded especially when we understand the metaphors and complexity of it - as it speaks of setting the course of one's heart.
ReplyDeleteJust wonderful Kerry!
Thank you, Pat. I worked with a slightly different metaphor here, and I hope it was somewhat refreshing.
DeleteBeautiful poem, Kerry, I particularly like "whale surge", "gull-pecked clouds"....JIM
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jim.
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