The Whale is tired,
Heavy,
Carried by this current,
Coming up for air,
Catching glimpses of the sky,
Clear, blue, beautiful.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
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3 comments:
Let the whale float on its back today and take it easy!
uncertain
Hi Ample, I Love to read your poems. I see you liked my Poem I wrote this morning. You gave me the idea from seeing yours. I enjoy writing poems but I don't write often enough. I have some from a few years back which mean a lot to me. I might post them one day. Thanks:)
I find your Whale poems interesting. I have always seen a Whale as the worst kind of prisoner on this giant planet of their's. It's tiny little eye seemingly trapped in a vast wall of granite, in pain, terrified & looking for help. Their eyes say so much to me. Lost in the oceans of the Earth...so lonely!
Jason
My view of whales has changed a lot now that I've become one. I see them as looking on from great knowledge, grace, reverence. "No sense of speed, only grace", that fits me to a T these days.... well... the no speed part anyway.... I'm still working on grace (it's a new concept for me).
I'd love to read some of your early works! Keep writing!
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