On The Island

Photography Courtesy of © James Rainsford

The sea called
we met it with love
edge walking
rhythm, roars
we kept mostly to ourselves
splashed with sea music

Always blue
but never feels sad
freshly brought
power wash
clears the cobwebs of our minds
sparkling in the light.

Playing house
castles in the sand
your small doves
my blackbirds
circled by the laughing gulls
music of the skies.

Seasons fly
lines cross sky and sea
we can feel
we can’t see
the myths share our time, our air,
sand blown memories

Heart feels time
it’s never enough
all we have
all we give
through the spray and the sea tears
all evaporates

(c) Gay Reiser Cannon *2011 * All Rights Reserved
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16 thoughts on “On The Island

  1. I really like this Gay, especially the last three stanzas. Yes, we seem to be the yin and yang of this one. I never read anyone’s before I write, but I’m always amazed at the echoes and vibrations that seem to follow the pictures into our varied pens. This poem has a lovely, stately feel to it–and also the same breath of cold loss hiding below the surface one often gets when looking at the sea and sharing its shifting moods.

  2. This is lovely series in Shadorma form, especially the lines “The sea called / we met it with love” and “Seasons fly / lines cross sky and sea”, and that wonderful image of “your small doves/ my blackbirds” and the interrupting gulls.

  3. Wow. I’m getting the bug to try the Shadorma… A beautiful use of form, Gay. Invokes sentiment and emotion without crossing that line over into mawkishness. Rich in imagery and also heartwarming.

  4. ah – i can feel this gay – i can smell it, taste it and i can hear it sing…there’s music in your words and the sound of the ocean..and it doesn’t feel like form poetry at all..it feels weightless…beautiful

  5. Every sea lover can insert themselves into the rich conversation of this sea-poem
    … it’s bright, delicate, washed a clean blue, uplifting into seabreezes, grounded in the sound of the surf. ‘Course, you had me at “the sea called” — Brendan

  6. Thank you everyone. I don’t usually have two posts concurrently on each of my blogs; and both are Shadorma series. I wrote them for Form Monday hosted by Annie again this week. This one was the second form poem I composed on twitter. I was pleasantly surprised that a shadorma fits into the allotted space. I appreciate all your comments and am honored to have you come by to read my offering. All of your works today were excellent.

  7. ‘rhythm’ ~,’splashed with sea music’

    ‘Always blue
    freshly brought
    power wash
    clears the cobwebs of our minds
    sparkling in the light’.

    ‘Playing house
    castles in the sand
    your small doves
    my blackbirds
    circled by the laughing gulls
    music of the skies’.

    SO uplifting I adored this!! ~ the spray of the surf was brought alive ~ tastes of Summer ~ dreams building ‘castles in the sand’ ‘laughing gulls’ imagining an azure blue sky cloudless ~ sun hot and high ~ ‘power washed’ ~ totally *sunkissed* Gay ~ beautiful ~
    (need this and to be reminded here in our at times dismal rainy climate (UK) although at the moment we are enjoying a good spell ~ well for us )
    Thankyou also for visiting and dropping by Gay ~ Lib ~ @Libithina

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