The Sea Is Always Moving As Is Love

Poetic rhythm is natural like the waves
That come and go on beaches , wet the  sand
The sea is always moving  as is love

The unconscious is a language dark engraved
We cannot read unless we can descend
To rhythms as natural  as   the  rippling waves

Rich and strange   so different from above
What we find is  not what we intend
The sea is always moving  as is love

What’s   in authentic nature  that should save
As colours interact, by brush  to  blend?
Poetic rhythm is natural like the waves

Yet ,in a poem, what  part of us  can bathe
The mind , the heart, the soul, the writing hand
The sea is always moving  as is love

The  golden seas, the oceans can command
The ships that sail, the   whale, the hidden ends
Poetic rhythm is natural like the waves
The inner sea is  moving , tender love
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Gondolf Avatar
November 24, 2019 at 8:34 AM
I enjoyed reading this thought provoking Villanelle, Katherine. Perhaps the rhythm of the sea, the rhythm of love, and the rhythm of poetry are all somehow connected. All the best. John
Braithwaite Avatar
November 24, 2019 at 11:07 AM
I am very pleased that you enjoyed it.In poetry it is the music that moves us.Thank you for reading it and commenting,Katherine
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