I'd imagine somewhere there's chimes ringing [Day 100]

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

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I'd imagine somewhere there's chimes ringing


While we soak in the primordial ocean,
Pry its reticence
To learn secrets about living.

I'll lead the charge
Until tiredness sets in;
We'll sleep on land
As land-dwellers do.

You seem shy;
You shrink from my cloudfront.
Don't worry,
My dear.
Right now,
I am a soft storm.

The sky and the sea
Discuss life quietly
In their vague susurrus
While our lips speak
Of sweeter things,
Other lives
Where other lovers sing.

While we kiss in the primordial ocean,
Through the silence of the waves
I could imagine, somwhere,
there's chimes ringing.


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Written by
@d-pend on 6/14/18
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Photos by
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1 — "Black Sea"
2 — "Wave II"
3 — "Sunset of Praslin"

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The seas are calm, we arrived at our destination:)

Thank you for your leadership through this wonderful journey in creativity.

I won't attempt to understand the chimes... but I must ask, do they represent time?

Your descriptions here remind me of what I read in a book called "Perelandra."

“I thought ... that I was carried in the will of Him I love, but now I see that I walk with it. I thought that the good things He sent drew me into them as the waves lift the islands; but now I see that it is I who plunge into them with my own legs and arms, as when we go swimming. I feel as if I were living in that roofless world of [Earth] where men walk undefended beneath naked heaven. It is a delight with terror in it! One's own self to be walking from one good to another, walking beside Him as Himself may walk, not even holding hands. How has He made me so separate from Himself? How did it enter His mind to conceive such a thing? The world is so much larger than I thought. I thought we went along paths--but it seems there are no paths. The going itself is the path.”

Seeing the sea and the sky in silence brings tranquility to the soul. A beautiful poetic piece.
On this side of the world, the campañillas already sound. Exhausted, but satisfied to reach the end.

While we kiss in the primordial ocean,
Through the silence of the waves
I could imagine, somwhere,
there's chimes ringing

Takes us to a truly lovely piece, Daniel. One more day to go on the contest:) Thanks again for hosting it:)

This is lovely. It seems spring has set in with the lot of you ;) i see love poems everywhere . That being said i have noticed that you have two things that you often go back to falling upward and the primordial Ocean ...

@d-pend, you just know how to put words together.
Thanks for sharing.
I wanna participate in the 100-day poetic challenge, but I am not so sure of going hundred days, can i start with ten days?

The arrival to a safe harbor with the tranquility of having successfully completed, despite the storms, brings peace and gentle winds that caress the soul. The rest of the work done, well accompanied, although reluctantly, a good experience is completed. The sound of the "bells" announcing the arrival to the goal, brings with it many emotions that are wrapped like soft and calm waves.
A beautiful poem, @ d-pend. I love that way you say, without saying much, although here you were very explicit. I hug you strongly!

In a way, we all, personally, individually, came from primordial ocean. For drops of it reside within our mothers.

  ·  7 years ago (edited)

In our males too! The ocean men shall make their mark! In a sense, all of us, personally and individually, come from the original ocean. Because the drops live in our mothers. In all of us, in our inner oceans!
@bacus15 Hold forth, hold forth with the subtlety of an oxen! Grow friar, blow friar, with the muddledness of a Saxon!

Beautifully phrased, and immediately reads a lot more physical than your usual output. One place, one time, two distinct people - these I feel are rare occurrences for your writing, haha.

The sky and the sea
Discuss life quietly
In their vague susurrus
While our lips speak
Of sweeter things,

Thought this was just wonderful, almost like the natural world takes up the mantle of talk while you take up its mantle of simply being, there in the moment. Pretty as all hell :)

Nice!

This is one of your more quaint poems. I enjoyed very much! Hope you're having a great time with the moocatriezion

I have no idea what "moocatriezion" is. It sounds like the tempo of a cow bell.

hahahahaha its part of a bullshit made-up english bastardization we created.
moo-cat-rie-zion
Moo=Lucas Moomaw(mutual friend of ours)
Cat=male human
Rie=comes from "Irie", which is the Rastafarian word for universal love
Zion=The illustrious city of purity, aka Utopia
It refers to Lucas, whom I had talked to earlier in the day and he said he and Daniel were hanging out. Probably not a good place to use it, but I hope it made Dan smile lol

Totally understand. I should have been able to see through that. JK
I'll try to mind my own business
Curiosity killed the cat.

haha no worries. it was fun to explain:)

It's as if you married someone and lived that honeymoon experience of that way to walk in the sea and live the Kisses

As if I was going to be in heaven when reading your poem, this is great. I like this, good work

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What a nice view.

Bringing the awakening to an escape of things processing depression and mental lessons and second guessing and welcoming he words you share as a helping of the hand you give to others to in words and pleasing Rhythm and rhyme.

be well

@d-pend

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