Water Music

"Water Music"
The Ocean sweeps in before you know it your feet are sinking you’re pulled out with the tide and Life wraps it’s fluid wings around you, you errant, embrace the smother, retreat has lost it’s hook, and somehow you rise With a mouthful of forgotten words swallowed inharmonious and silent like sands fathoms deep now falling rapidly through the slender fingers of time, somewhere low and vast behind you, you are released from the sucking undertow On the surface like a recalcitrant buoy ringing its bell shakes a remnant of what it is to hold onto Life and for whom it tolls, salt encrusted, invisible, its call is ancient Something powerful pervading and unknown The Ocean sweeps in before you know it your feet are sinking you're pulled out with the tide and a Fisher King has got you by the tale you are now walking on water you lose grip on a warm hand outstretched there is your absent mind addled with disbelief you sink swallowed in the belly of the whale no time there, an endless chasm for you to think The Ocean swallows you Inside the Leviathan you’re numb to dream the monster opens its mouth silently you hold your life on its tongue, it has the power to speak when you adamantly listen to no one like echolocation it hits you within Water music to swim up towards the Sun Out of the Great Depths A new life begins Waves are swelling o’er you The Messengers of Poseidon arrive like the Ancient Mariner's myths, there are Angels, singing Silver Fins smile you hold on they bring you in (LadyLabyrinth/2109)
William Basinski - Watermusic II https://youtu.be/pX_jySkFIK4
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Swartz Avatar
July 11, 2019 at 4:53 PM
Water always makes for a great poetic topic. I read this though as drowning in solitude and then finally coming up for air to find yourself in a new life. If I'm wrong I apologize but I like my take on your words. You can write no wrong Leanne. Another gem from you.
Labyrinth Avatar
July 11, 2019 at 6:18 PM
Oh, but Swartz, I can write 'wrong' and I do it very well, while taking great pleasure in stabbing black keys while my mind trips the light fantastic of the madness and fire that is life. Another chapter perhaps. "The Wolf's Pockets" is drowning at it's best, but I'm sure I can drown better.
Parker Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 5:24 PM
just turned my reply to you into a poem thank you for the inspiration...
Labyrinth Avatar
July 8, 2019 at 9:15 PM
your welcome. lol x
Parker Avatar
July 6, 2019 at 9:05 PM
in the hollow of the mind pours liquid thoughts drifting in harmony with the currents of life's ebb and flow, tranquility rushes through my veins tugging at my soul seeking a release from a world that nurtures the very essence of being, there in the silence I'm held captive to everything I've ever known and await judgment for my choices by my own eyes...my first thought after reading your poem...dear poet...yippie kay yay
Parker Avatar
July 7, 2019 at 10:33 AM
Ghost Riders in the Sky...very appropriate...I tip my cowboy hat to you
Labyrinth Avatar
July 7, 2019 at 1:44 AM
Certainement monsieur Parker, I can feel another 'un comin' on... FULL PRODUCTION. Merci. x
Labyrinth Avatar
July 7, 2019 at 1:44 AM
https://youtu.be/Mynzbmrtp9I (you'll like this one).
De Beaulieu Avatar
July 6, 2019 at 5:53 PM
Hello lady labyrinth, when i think of water being music, it makes sense to me. When the waves come to shore that is music rapids is music. Raindrops hitting the water is music. have a nice evening my friend.
Labyrinth Avatar
July 7, 2019 at 1:51 AM
Lady De Beaulieu, there is nothing more beautiful than the sound of the ocean, other than rain on a tin roof in the remoteness of the Australian bush and the sound of a newborn baby's cry to herald all is well with the world; however I am really very partial to full blown Queensland Thunder Storms and the Ocean in it's many guises. In this poem the Ocean symbolizes LIFE. There are many juxtapositions and symbolism here in my Water Music 'work of art' (tongue in cheek) and bits and bobs that hint from poets I grew up with and adore, as well as two very well known stories I loved as a child. Your thoughts and take on my poem are enchanting. Thank you.x
Labyrinth Avatar
July 6, 2019 at 4:37 PM
Let's face it you bunch of cowboys, it's pretty damn good. lol...x
Michael Avatar
July 6, 2019 at 2:04 PM
Wow...The art of ink...I love anything to do with water...You wrote a lovely one here...
Labyrinth Avatar
July 6, 2019 at 4:39 PM
Thought of it while I was in the shower...ta.
Warrior Avatar
July 6, 2019 at 12:45 PM
All this beautiful talk or versing about water...I think I have to go tinkle now...great music to suit, LL...sending love...^WW^
Warrior Avatar
July 9, 2019 at 7:38 AM
...I found a tree lol :o)
Labyrinth Avatar
July 6, 2019 at 4:38 PM
You must be one of those dog angels, needing to find a good tree in a forest somewhere. Danke schön Light Angel.
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