Do you know the sand crackles when it rains?
As if joyously opening up to the sky's gift
My toes redden with the cold, purple
Veins furious with blood.
Scraps of seaweed drape over rusted wire
Caught by the tide - scraps & debris
Like when I breathe out, a shedding.
I have forgotten to feel with all of my skin.
The whorls of my fingerpads whirl like the water
Which knows no difference between my calves
Whales bones, gull's wing or the hard shell of a crab
I fold in half, exhale, suck in salt, rain & wing
Arms skyward, sky kisses face
Cold, cold air and cobalt skyline
The boundary between my self and the sea's self
Limitless
Infinities in grains of sand and all that.
Maskless, my skin is alive to the world
Liminal boundaries
The soles of my feet suck at the earth
And I am grounded and flying at once -
into the depths of the grey sea.
Oh no! What were you thinking? OMG! 🤣🤣🤣
I know, and I survived, so far.
You shoul not wear the mask if you are not in a crowded place. Keep healthy my friend.
Exactly. But that's not what the Victorian police say.
Aaaand, when one thinks she cannot get more betterer than she is...She busts out poetry like this.
#rememberthelittlepeople
:)
Thanks so much - that means a lot coming from a wordsmith like yourself! xx
Nice one here. Also,
You should do more.
Thanks. I do, every so often - easy to miss in the HIVE sea. And I can't force the muse - she comes unexpectedly, like this morning. My heart feels warm that you appreciated it!
Surely @poshbot this won't happen every time someone retweets my post?
Not retweets. Only main tweets.
Beautiful ❤
Thanks ever so much!! xx
Lovely! I wish to experience the feeling of sand beneath my feet again and hopefully, without a mask on my face.
Oh, may it be soon!!!! It's still mandatory here, but if there's no one around, who can see you take big gulps of fresh air? Xx
How beautifully you write about your connection and beautiful relationship to the sea, it makes me long to go there and reconnect myself. Your words are like medicine my friend xxx
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Good on you I taken to wear my at half mast just to stop the asking at the door. I get some looks but actually spoke to every checkout assistant to day all agreed it was BS 💯🐒
More and more people are waking up I hope. I'm being more and more rebellious about it. I have a legit excuse not to wear one anyway, and I am beyond caring what people think..
Here in the UK you can't get in a shop without one is ridiculous, yet everyone complains it pointless. There have even been people attacked and beaten up for not wearing one 💯🐒
¡Que hermosos versos! Somos uno con la Creación, uno con Padre Dios, uno con Madre Tierra. Esperemos que algún día las mascarillas, los face shields queden solo como recuerdos. Me encantó! Un gran abrazo @riverflows
What beautiful verses! We are one with Creation, one with Father God, one with Mother Earth. Let's hope that one day the masks, the face shields will remain only as memories. I loved! A big hug @riverflows
Wow thanks so much Sirena! Thanks for stopping by!!!
So beautiful! :) It's been a while. I hope you are doing well. My favorite line:
How true this rings at my spirit's bells and resonates into form as a thought - an idea - melting into the matter that is me. Thank you for your addition to my soul.
Do this : rub the pads of your fingertips together, eyes close, but so so soft... like the footsteps of a tiny ant. Feel each whorl and scar. And move your hands to wrist to the back of the hand, all the way to elbow and shoulders, to your face, along the top of your skull and down the back of your neck. And so on. And then come back and tell me how it feels.
It felt weathered but vulnerable. Rough like pain and soft like love.
It felt weathered but vulnerable. Rough like pain and soft like love.
What's the word for that? Aliteration? Where you repeat a consonant sound for effect? Well used here, I can feel the whorls, tight at the center and widening out like a fingerprint of words. 💚
Yeah, well done, that's alliteration the whorls and whirls and whalebones?
thanks!!! That's perfect! I love that. I didn't even mean it - it just came, and I didn't edit it, and it was only later I caught the 'whuhhhhh' of the rhythm and swapped 'whale bones' with 'shells' so the 'wh' at the start of the third line was stronger to match the whirls. Thanks so much!
Beautiful!
Oh to be unmasked and feel the connection to the earth the air and the sea!
May you remain grounded and continue to soar!