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05 June 2011

driftwood ribs



When there is no confluence
When the dry
Riverbed of my mind
Cannot
Connect
I walk my thoughts
Into the ocean
I give my context
To the tide
I give
My driftwood ribs
Back to Adam
Until I am nothing
And everything

Connected

Inspired by Rob Hanson's photograph "Endless Pier Summer
Offered as part of One Shot Poetry's One Shoot Sunday

8 comments:

Brian Miller said...

driftwood ribs back to adam....very nice line...and love the philosophy in the last two lines

dustus said...

Great use of symbolism. It seems to me you capture a very telling paradox at the end with your seeming reconciliation of nothing and everything—through felt personal "connection."

Claudia said...

walking thoughts into the ocean..this paints a beautiful image of letting go..

bringingwordstolife said...

Lovely poem Cat - feels like you've dissolved into the ocean on your creative search :) Steve

elisasspot said...

OH! I like it! I love the way you repainted for me a way to see the image.

John (@bookdreamer) said...

Going with the flow so the flow connects!

wurdz said...

i walk my thoughts into the ocean...very nice.this is exactly what i feel when standing on the edge of the sea.i toss all cares away.

Madame Sweetcheeks said...

Quite lovely; well-crafted. Every time I read it. x