Friday, March 8, 2013

Sea Change

I was a gatherer of rhythms and tides,
weaving the unspoken into every wing.

I knew the language of the high grass, and was wife to the Sun--
I was opened and lined with light;
in return, I bore the whole green world from within myself.

I gave everything to the flow of currents,
until I was nearly erased, a shore-stone smoothed and smaller.

I let myself lie in the curve of the lunar crescent, then;
I became a kind of egg; a cocoon. 

See how I am now gathered and spread, myself,
on a loom of silvered night-water--

Sea-changed, I kiss only the Moon. 
I am both mother and child, a surface rising.

I embody what some have called betrayal,
but what I know is just the cello-round within me, humming.
_______ 


for Margaret's challenge at Real Toads

23 comments:

Other Mary said...

Love the images here!

"See how I am now gathered and spread, myself,
on a loom of silvered night-water--"
So beautiful...and great final lines.

TexWisGirl said...

once again, above my mental pay grade. ;)

but my niece wears her hair like that - except she's a dirty-blonde. she like blue ends or sometimes pink or purple.

Margaret said...

I let myself lie in the curve of the lunar crescent

Just beautiful. Betrayal? Not possible.

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Love the imagery and flow of this--beautiful write

Peggy said...

Beautiful piece of writing. Love all the unique word paintings here.

Susan said...

This is my new favorite of your poems. I was already in love before the best couplet ever:
"I embody what some have called betrayal,
but what I know is just the cello-round within me, humming."

"Sea-changed" after giving birth to the fertile land, silk woven on the loom, she is always emerging. Beautiful! The couplets make perfect sense since she is always twin.

Rene Foran said...

this hangs the moon, love :)

Mama Zen said...

My word, what gorgeous imagery! And, I love the Santeria label.

hedgewitch said...

The goddess speaks here in your voice, and her own. The images as always vital and subtle, full of color and darkness. You know I seldom quote, but this was just amazing:

"...I was opened and lined with light..."

Susie Clevenger said...

Shay, beautiful as always...I especially love the ending..I embody what some have called betrayal,
but what I know is just the cello-round within me, humming.

signed...bkm said...

You can sense you are the moon with all its energies working within you...bkm

Kay L. Davies said...

Wonderful, Shay! I am hard put to decide what I like best, so I'll just say I like all of it the best.
Luv, K

De said...

This is just lovely. Some incredible images here.

de
www.whimsygizmo.wordpress.com

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Very beautiful, and the last four lines are breathtaking.

Sioux said...

"a shore-stone smoothed and smaller" and "a surface rising" are two of my favorite lines in this poem.

Have a Bolthouse. It's Friday.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Love the expansiveness of this. Beautiful.

~s said...

Wow. That ending penetrates:

"I embody what some have called betrayal,
but what I know is just the cello-round within me, humming."

Kerry O'Connor said...

This poem is spectacular. The second stanza incorporates everything I associate with the feminine deity. What I found most remarkable about the piece is the vibrancy of the voice - it contains self-awareness, caution, melancholy and harmony. Every image is a feast for the intellect, and the whole an intuitive journey.

nene said...

Your gentleness of touch in this piece, the wide expanse of value this piece portrays the Woman, as a child, a daughter, a sister, a mother. It allows me to reflect upon the strength, the warmth the inspiration my mother 'gave' to me.
As a single parent with nine children, she unselflshly loved. In her passing and in reflection I am in awe of her ability to be selfless. On this month of the International Woman, I salute my 'mamasita' and all of you ladies. If only more men, in general, could acquire some of your traits their would be a greater balance in our world

Gracias mi amigas

Beautiful piece.

FrankandMary said...

Sort of the ever provocative sumptuous & panoramic view of poetry.

Carmela-J said...

Really like this write, gorgeous ethereal vibes created with your prose ;)x

Lolamouse said...

I think you are a secret goddess yourself, Shay. You write with such assurance and knowledge. (Lost In Translation is one of my all time fav movies! I get weepy every time I hear 'More Than This' now.)

Ella said...

Gorgeous Shay!
I love these lines:
"I knew the language of the high grass, and was wife to the Sun--
I was opened and lined with light;
in return, I bore the whole green world from within myself."