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Author Name: PremiumCorin 2 Comments
Date Added: November 17, 2006 06:11:14 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Seal Souls
The cold waters of theWestern Isles
Harbour many souls.
We swim with the ebb and flow of tides,
Below the bridges and beside the beaches;
Always looking, ever seeking
Those other souls that walk the weary world.
This is the point of exchange
Where grey waves meet silver sand;
Where sea is almost land
And land almost sea;
The interchange of being;
A transubstantiation of Souls.
Here Seal Soul and Human Soul
Meet in the landless and sealess world,
Speaking without words, loving without lips.

She walked along the Harbour Wall,
Her soul in her wet eyes,
Her pain in her face,
The world following along behind
Dragging its sins across cold stone,
Dogging her footsteps,
Washing them  from the stony canvass
As if she had never been.
Her sins swung from her hair
Lightly held by the free flowing breeze;
Too light to keep the locks in place,
Even in this slight air,
Yet somehow heavy enough to chain her firmly to the hard rock.
She turned towards my black, bobbing sea head.
In the gentle waves of this Sea of Souls
I held her gaze in the other-world of seal-dark eyes,
Drawing the pain from her eyes
And catching silk-tethered sins
As the sea breeze gently unknotted them
To float down upon the waves.
Now her pain is mine,
Her sins are upon my soul.
My bobbing head dives, down and down;
Down to the deepest reaches of the sin soaked sea,
Down to the Depths of Forgotten Pains.
There they lie, `full fathom five
Suffering a sea change
Into something rich and strange'
That human life, free from false sin and pain
Will love and grow and blossom once again.
Author's Notes:
For Ali Storm Wolf - a reply to her poem `My Sage'
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Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on November 17, 2006 12:56:53 PM Report
I am honoured more than I can express. This poem is a masterpiece


People sometimes ask me "do you read the master poets?"


It is a simple question and one I can answer "yes I do."

I read them in poetry books and I read some on Creative poems.

Why do we have to be six feet under before our artistic endeavors are recognised?


With you David I see a man in love with the written word. That's such a blessed foundation given to very few...then the muse simply has to dance across your mind and move on to most of us struggling to put things across.


One day you will know what this has meant to me


Ali x

Comment By: FreeRoss McCague Rosco on November 17, 2006 09:02:43 AM Report
I do love the sense of being inside the English tradition which I get from work like yours. As you know, I found the Continent more to my liking artistically as an adolescent. Because of this, I would stop the poem at 'waves'.

To be grand, that's because I like Rimbaud and Baudelaire more than Tennyson and Browning. Things just don't tie up for me. What's left unsaid is more important than what is at times. I hope you understand and it may not be the edit you see fit. I love the sound and flow of the words and the mythology otherwise. 



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