Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Sand Dune

Inside a circle of stone, I stood
under a star-studded sky
He held, unshared, the silence in the air
In this old glittering place
in the changing of light
at the edge of the sea
He feeds me strange fruit
picked from a thin case
that widens and swallows in space

He opens his eyes wide
until the roots of his vision are torn
My mouth is full of berries
pulp and juice, leaking out into the sea
The women in the caves are smiling at me
I smell the sour tongue
of the one who is winding my mind
Hissing and sucking, the curve of the water
that pours from the umbilical sea

In the sand dune, he gathers my hand
inching towards the wet skull of low tide
Crying and spreading velvet feathers,
waxwings tangle the thoughts in my head
He soaks my skin in the chalky shore
where white foam scatters
reminding me of birth and the bitter taste
of wishes on a sun swept beach
where night rolls into the sea

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25 comments:

  1. nice...magical...made me think of stonehenge right up front...rather druidic feel...vivid imagery...the berry juice...lots of great elements in this...

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  2. Inside the circle seems lots can be found, as the stone continues to surround. Wonderful displays too, praying to the olympians on cue? haha

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  3. Like the taste and smell of the dunes and sun swept beach ~

    Magical write of the umbilical sea and stones under star-studded night ~

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  4. Lovely imagery in this..lovely capture!

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  5. Gorgeous, ritualistic, but still so elemental. Loved!

    http://susandanielseden.wordpress.com/2012/05/01/my-dead/

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  6. I love this piece. It is elemental almost like the joy and pain of childbirth where senses are magnified and illuminated in this continuous act of creation.

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  7. This reminds me of Llandudno beach in a storm. Gorgeous.

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  8. A mysterious poem with many lovely images in it. I think I'd have to read it many more times to get the meaning. It's always a lot easier to understand my own poems. ;-) Magic and rituals, wonderful atmosphere, but I'd be afraid to try an interpretation.

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  9. "Inside a circle of stone, I stood
    under a star-studded sky" ... I love the alliteration here!

    These are my favorite parts:

    "My mouth is full of berries
    pulp and juice, leaking out into the sea"

    "He soaks my skin in the chalky shore
    where white foam scatters
    reminding me of birth and the bitter taste"

    Your writing is always so rich and delicious, activating all the senses.

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  10. this feels like in the middle of a dream or somewhere on that blurry line between dream, reality and our hopes and fear... love the images..the sea..berries..very nice..

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  11. Lovely poem ... i could feel myself a part of this world :-)

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  12. Wild moment of nature and a deeper feeling of myth

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  13. So much to unpack in this poem--really excellent descriptions that go below the obvious and into the mythic and deep poetic within--a sense of magic, both the childhood sort rooted in an unsullied mind, and the cultural sort, where the old ways lead to connection to the unchanging mysteries. Very very good, and totally satisfying piece.

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  14. Very sensual piece. I've never done Peyote but I imagine this is what I'd see and I'd understand it all.

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  15. Beautiful imagery. I just love these lines:

    "I smell the sour tongue
    of the one who is winding my mind
    Hissing and sucking, the curve of the water
    that pours from the umbilical sea"

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  16. Archna, sorry it has been so long. I've been traveling and got stuck far far away from my writing. Then I return to this beautiful poem of magic and joy. So powerful and deep yet loving and transparent making me blush that I dared to enter your circle. You are amazing as always. Blessings to you and your family. I've missed you!!!!

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  17. Dark, strange, intriguing, sensuous. A circle of stone, strange fruit, the women in the caves, the man who takes your hand and leads you to the waning sea, the bitter taste of wishes... all are enchanting, if shimmering behind some veil!

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  18. You asked about Hinewai in the Ahu series of mine. The Hinewai episodes are 13, 23-25, 30, 31, 34, 44, 57, 58, & 59. You can find all the Ahu stories by clicking on Ahu in the labels bar. However No. 34 is probably the one you missed.

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  19. archna, your poem is gorgeous. layered [with life and emotions and mystery] rich with love.

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  20. Oh my goodness, this is such an AWESOME poem. Umbilical sea, gives shivers.

    Thanks for taking me where you went.

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  21. magical and mystical, haunting and frightening... gorgeous!

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  22. This truly s magical, mystical and does have a Druidic ritualistic feel to it. Like Brian, I first thought of Stonehenge (been there and actually touched them too, that was magic) But then you talk of tides and caves and the umbilical ties to the sea. A truly gifted, somewhat enchanting write because there is so much to this which runs far deeper than we can ever know. Stunning.

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