Monday, December 12, 2011

Salt

image by Mostafa Habibi

Salt

This is one of those dreams
where I can’t move
and the tide is rising
and I’ll never reach the boat.
The sand is warm but
I watch the water creep
and I wonder if the
susurration is the sea
or my beating heart.
The sea is gurgling to itself -
chortling at secrets it has
hoarded for infinity.
At last I will become
one with this beautiful
conspiracy of water.

My alarm is an ache and a relief
and I move through my day
with the bittersweet taste
of salt on my lips.

This is a Magpie Tale.


18 comments:

  1. Nice! I like the ending a lot!

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  2. I like the part about a conspiracy of water. Nice job. You say a great deal about the primalness of the sea, which is where I thing we all came from.

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  3. Like your Magpie, in spite of the fact this is one of my dreaded dreams.

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  4. Yes, I know that dream as well....:-)

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  5. I LOVE this! Pretty fond of you, too, dear Bug :-)

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  6. the conspiracy of water...nice...scary kinda dream there...

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  7. "Susurration" is such a good word. :)

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  8. Good writing; thoughts well expressed.

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  9. Ah, that dream state that takes us to other places - places that feel scary and familiar at the same time. Good job.

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  10. fabulous,,, love the word susurration and yes that's a killer ending

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  11. susurration...what a brilliant word for that line...love it!

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  12. I know these dreams...lovely write, Bug...

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  13. Ha! Needed a dictionary for this one. Beautiful!

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  14. The confusion as between sea and beating heart is exactly right. Great post.

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  15. Very nice - with just the right touch of ambiguity at the end. Well done!

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