10.07.2011

mother of god

grace
buoyed by a bitter sea
straddling flotsam
treading to shore
succumbing
to waves of regret
out to sea
again.

18 comments:

  1. Never regret, Marian. Never regret. Make something good from where you are at the moment.

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  2. This is beautiful. "Waves of regret" is so sad. I think we all have them. Thanks for participating in Real Toads.

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  3. This is so beautiful.
    I think 'regret' begets beautiful poetry. :)

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  4. Your name carries with it quite a legacy and this poem shows me that you have embraced it. This is a remarkable piece of micro-poetry which goes way beyond the prompt (and isn't that what we hope all good prompts will force us to do?).
    Excellent.

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  5. lovely poem, full of the sibilant music of the sea. Thanks.

    Carol A. Stephen
    aka Quillfyre

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  6. "buoyed by a bitter sea"....wow, Marian, great writing!

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  7. Beautifully, beautifully done.

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

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  8. aw, friends, you are far too kind. i am lucky. thank you xoxo

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  9. our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thoughts....so apt!

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  10. the in and out, ebbing motion of grace.
    beautiful and melancholy (maybe my favorite kind of beautiful).

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  11. Rhythmic as well as insightful. Grace has a way of smoothing things; regret interrupts. Sweetly sad and effective in this poem. (By the way, I love your blog title! Mark Twain would approve; he once said, "If you see an adjective, kill it!")

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  12. hah! i am of mark twain's ilk for sure.
    thank you for the lovely compliments! hee hee.

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  13. Yes, those damn waves! Beautiful to read and ponder~

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  14. wouldn't it be nice to sit near the sea and ponder?

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  15. I'm rather partial to this one, I think,...

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