Liquid:
Melting. Flowing. Running.
As the clouds that shroud
The sea from the stars in the cold night
Melt in the dawn light
To become the dew that dampens the sand
That claims the mark of my foot
That vanishes in the flow of the rising tide,
So am I:
I run
Without a trace
Along the edge of dreams
I would, but cannot, claim:
Everywhere, nowhere,
And cool with spent passion,
They belong to a dawn
That makes use of them.
One Single Impression
20 Comments
An exquisite capture and incredibly beautiful words and a lovely way to end my day!! Thanks! Hope your weekend is going well, Sandy!
ReplyDeleteYou do flow beautifully, Sandy
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful picture to go with your poem. Visual and intimate, you portrayed "liquid" in a way that has filled me with introspection this morning. So well said.
ReplyDeleteliked the cyclic flow of words and the relationship with each other.
ReplyDeletethe picture is very serene, fitting to your words.
beautiful, sandy.
ReplyDeletelovely touching poem...
ReplyDeleteBeautifully done.
ReplyDeleteSuch beauty in your words. I love the thought you expressed of footprints disappearing in the liquid. Deep and thought provoking.
ReplyDeleteLovely interpretation of the theme.
ReplyDeleteI THINK THAT IS WHY people who run on the edge of dreams are early riser!
ReplyDeleteExcellent flow.
Your words are like liquid gold.
ReplyDeleteMorning is pure potential. Nothing expands the metal of the soul like potential. Beautiful poem Sandy.
ReplyDeleteHello
ReplyDeleteThe inspiring poetry and lovely pictures.
Ryoma Sakamoto.Japan
I love to read your poems, Sandy. Thank you. Cleverly written too, I would never have thought of placing myself in the shoes of the melting snow products (running water).
ReplyDeleteMy favorite lines are of the runner, "Along the edge of dreams
I would, but cannot, claim."
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The sky transcends like liquid in brilliant colors and flows together with the sea as one. Stunning and gorgeous verses Sandy.
ReplyDeleteI love the dreamy fluidity of this poem, the blending of nature and reality and dreams!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, I love "The clouds that shroud"
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem, Sandy!
ReplyDeleteMagnificently created Sandy flows like water..
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RS
"To become the dew that dampens the sand" absolutely my favourite line
ReplyDeletemuch love...
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