Yin And Yang Of Poseidon

By skinner_jennifer

Thu, 07 Nov 2019
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Giddy with excitement

oh vast oceans of energy,

in twisted loop of eternal

alertness weaving between

starfish; drenching smooth,

glossy pebbles as you ebb,

 

Medusa has no place now,

there's just a shell of tales

washed up on shorelines,

those jelly fish tentacles

no longer complex...yet

deadly to the touch,

 

inhaling – exhaling salty tides,

that in titan storms expectorates

that which fate chooses to reject,

occupants frantically court waves

fighting for their relentless survival,

 

but! In vast deepness of mystery

and darkness...not void of life,

exists developed, concealed

alien world full of murky

extreme wavy shadows,

where sun rays have no place

for those creatures hidden away,

 

 

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Submitted by Di_Hard on

"shell of tales" is WONDERFUL!!! Musical as the sound of shingle underfoot, and also the meaning of a tale or memory of a creature being like a shell. Now when I see shells on the beach I will think of them as each being a story of a life, the whorls and ribs are like words describing the growing and the struggles shaping them. Beautiful and brilliant idea

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

What a beautiful comment Di, I was over the moon to read you enjoyed this poem and took a part of it with you. It was certainly fun to play around with words and I did get a lot of pleasure from writing this poem.

Many thanks for the feedback, very much appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Don't know about blue-bottles but I got whipped by a stingray once hell that was pain very long it's got poison on the tail. It was incredibly painful unbelievable still got the scar. I felt sorry for the thing a big one and was taking my hook from it's mouth when it struck me on the hand. I swore I would never try to show mercy like that. I come first! Just cut the line.

It's not evil or that it is just its nature, it is what it does, like a snake too, his job. Don't feel sorry.

"Alien world of murky .. those creatures hidden away" not good and evil, just the ocean's dangers and pleasures.

All the best Jennifer! Nolan &&

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks for reading Nolan,

that must have been such a horrible experience for you, but I suppose the stingray was frightened and just trying to protect itself. You can never be too careful when it comes to the ocean. I remember when on the beach in florida, the warnings of wearing some form of footwear when on the shoreline due to the jelly fish hidden under the sand. Once in a storm hundreds of star fish were washed up on the beach, it's such a shame as they never survived out of the water.

I'm glad you survived the sting and what a tale you've had to tell.

Thanks so much for your comment. 

Jenny.

 

Submitted by jeand on

HI Jenny

 

This is such a complicated poem. Very impressive use of words and phrases. I really like it.

 

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

sorry if this poem was complicated, but I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. I suppose a lot of the time when a person is writing a poem, they know where it's going and hope the reader can take their own point of view from reading.

I was actually thinking about how cruel, but also kind the ocean can be. But I appreciate your thoughts and thank you for letting me know.

Jenny.