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Thursday, May 7, 2015

The Sea, At Dawn



Meet me 
at the place
where riversong meets
the ululating susurration 
of the sea,
waves in endless cycle,
withdrawing,
coming back
to me.
I left a fragment of my heart
upon its shore,
will not be whole
until I can return
once more.

Let's raise our faces to 
the morning mist at dawn,
feel its gentle kiss
our face upon,
watch heron picky-toe along 
the fragrant shore.
Meet me where my soul,
to thrive,
needs nothing more. 

for Michael's prompt for Get Listed at Real Toads. I chose the words, fragment, withdrawing and sea.
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27 comments:

  1. GailMay 7, 2015 at 12:44 PM

    Beautiful.

    I broke my own rule, not to read before I wrote mine. I knew visiting would not disappoint.

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  2. Myrna R.May 7, 2015 at 1:03 PM

    When you write like this, I really miss the shore. I love how you love the sea. Loved this poem, the rhythm the rhyme and the words add up to your yearning. I sigh.

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  3. humbirdMay 7, 2015 at 1:27 PM

    Liked "the ululating susurration
    of the sea" and " heron picky-toe" ~ Ah! Gimme a sea too...evocative poem. xx

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  4. SusanMay 7, 2015 at 2:10 PM

    LOVE:
    "I left a fragment of my heart
    upon its shore,"
    and I like the picky-toe!

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  5. De JacksonMay 7, 2015 at 3:19 PM

    This is just gorgeous, Sherry. I am SO enamored of that heron "picky-toe"-ing along. Awesome!

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  6. Sanaa RizviMay 7, 2015 at 4:56 PM

    Let's raise our faces to
    the morning mist at dawn,
    feel its gentle kiss
    our face upon,

    So beautifully emotive..! :D
    xoxo

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  7. kaykualaMay 7, 2015 at 6:49 PM

    The peaceful sea is always a subject to lull one into dreamland!

    Hank

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  8. HannahMay 7, 2015 at 7:08 PM

    This poem can be felt, Sherry...utterly longing and beautiful...you've written the beingness of this place to life...so special.

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  9. AnonymousMay 7, 2015 at 11:42 PM

    What a peaceful water song you've created Sherry.

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  10. brudbergMay 8, 2015 at 12:15 AM

    This is glorious Sherry.. There is such longing for the sea in your words, I also feel the longing for a person lost that makes your loss a double loss... the description of the heron is precious.

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  11. Gillena CoxMay 8, 2015 at 1:56 AM

    anenchanting piece, use of onomatopoeia, give it a gorgoues edge, Sherry

    much love...

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  12. Vandana SharmaMay 8, 2015 at 2:11 AM

    a peaceful poem that gives rest to body mind and soul

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  13. OutlawyerMay 8, 2015 at 4:26 AM

    Lovely, Sherry--you'll get back! k.

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  14. ✿May 8, 2015 at 5:12 AM

    Gorgeous!

    "Let's raise our faces to the morning mist"

    Amen.

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  15. Sumana RoyMay 8, 2015 at 7:45 AM

    soooo love this poem specially "heron picky toe"...

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  16. JimMay 8, 2015 at 7:51 AM

    I feel your yearning here, Sherry. It makes me empathize for the writer (you, but the same for an unknown writer). It tugs.
    Here I love the watching of the herons part. We have them here but it is the soaring hawks that I watch from our open back porch that I WILL (soon) be missing.
    ..

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  17. FireblossomMay 8, 2015 at 8:50 AM

    The heron is such a wonderful detail!

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  18. MargaretMay 8, 2015 at 10:25 AM

    picky-toe is JUST perfect. Adore this sweet love song of a poem. Beautiful

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  19. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMay 8, 2015 at 5:01 PM

    How beautiful! So mote it be.

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  20. AnonymousMay 8, 2015 at 8:38 PM

    This is so beautiful and haunting. I love 'picky-toe'
    and ululating susurration.

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  21. Magaly GuerreroMay 8, 2015 at 9:42 PM

    I so want to meet the speaker at that place. Just to see her face and bathe in all the happiness.

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  22. grapelingMay 8, 2015 at 10:08 PM

    wonderful, Sherry. Thanks for this beautiful joinder to the prompt ~

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  23. Kerry O'ConnorMay 9, 2015 at 3:59 AM

    I left a fragment of my heart
    upon its shore,
    will not be whole
    until I can return
    once more...

    This says so much to me about those things we long for all our lives.

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  24. hedgewitchMay 9, 2015 at 5:44 AM

    A great lift and flow to this, Sherry--and the longing....so beautiful.

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  25. MaryMay 9, 2015 at 7:40 AM

    A beautiful atmosphere created by your poem, Sherry!

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  26. UnknownMay 9, 2015 at 11:39 AM

    Refreshing
    Dazzlingzest.blogspot.com
    Follow each other
    Xoxo

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  27. Susie ClevengerMay 9, 2015 at 12:36 PM

    Yearning to be where the spirit finds home...beautiful

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