Written

What were they? Those words written
quiet and sloping on gentle waters
moving endlessly
in their back and forth tides,
an homage to the hanging sliver moon that rested high
cradled in the clouds?
The solitary bird flew into the distant sky unaware,
for me, his quest to be an image unforgotten.
I plucked a single feather
and dipped it in the darkest water,
ink of the world of blue.
The words flowed fast
furiously splayed out with drops,
endless supply abound,
I had an inkwell of salted wetness before me
and I wrote more and more as if in a fever of need,
as thoughts filled in like a tsunami,
the prior vacancy filling up
from the cobwebbed corners to the roof,
spaces were filled to overflowing
these words came forth frantically,
and I stopped for only a moment
as my toes sunk deep in the sand
and the waves eased their movement
perhaps waiting for the next words to fall,
and I know not what was written
for the clouds obscured the light
and I searched for the sentences
for from below and within me
places where a thousand feelings reside,
they spilled their silent secrets out,
emptying the trough that had been so full.
A solitary wave moved against my feet
erasing the moment
and slipping away in the madness,
the memory was lost.
The bird flew from view
as night called my name,
I turned and walked away
forgetful of the sentences
that had brought me here.

Thoughts on a dream I had last night.

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25 thoughts on “Written

  1. I parked myself in front of the picture you used and had a divine feeling of life. Then your poetry beautiful and other worldly transported me deeper.

    I had an inkwell of salted wetness before me
    and I wrote more and more as if in a fever of need,

    These lines are my favorite!!!

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  2. Very vivid description of the excitement and pain of the creative process. It’s always a pleasure encountering your tsunamis!

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  3. A dream that holds many messages for you Kim.. And tells me you need to keep finding the words to write with your feather.. And I know you find your feathers like I do.. Symbols from Spirit.. So what is it my friend you are thinking of writing in connection to Spirit? And follow that through.
    “and I searched for the sentences
    for from below and within me
    places where a thousand feelings reside,
    they spilled their silent secrets out,”

    Just keep following the Flow of the Ocean Tides.. Like breath.. In and out.. and all will come… as you write πŸ™‚ xxx ❀

    Beautiful Kim πŸ’œπŸ’•

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  4. Sounds like a pleasant dream, so full of symbolic images. Glad you got them written down, Kim. It’s nice that your creative gifts are overflowing and finding ways to express, even when you’re sleeping!
    Wishing you a good Sunday evening. πŸ’•

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  5. It’s rainy here now, mild, not cold. But, this will not last long. Thank you. Happy Sunday to you too, Kim. And, I’m glad you got to writing. πŸ’™

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  6. thanks Tre, guess my subconscious was telling me to get about writing, so much to say yet now always so little time πŸ™‚ ha, thanks my friend and a happy Sunday to you. Hope your weather is breaking a bit and giving you some relief ❀

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  7. Dreams often seep in and rearranged our whole thought process. I’m glad it brought you this piece. Favorite lines:

    “The words flowed fast
    furiously splayed out with drops,
    endless supply abound,
    I had an inkwell of salted wetness before me
    and I wrote more and more as if in a fever of need,”

    Nicely done, Kim. 😊

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