Battles.
With its mysterious
amber-toned nodular face,
the fronded sight of a washed-up
dying ribbon of weedy
sea- kelp tugged from the deep
of this great Atlantic
affects and sets my pen to paper.
Shaped like a spiral
of tactile curves with open
prehistory-lipped lizard-look
spread groundward
its salty green dragon mouth juts
forward in torn-jawed
grief toward dying moments.
Tell me what violent
past ejected your submarine
life from forests of frills, what storm
dislodged your roots,
wrenched you floating skyward
and tossing your pride
threw you drying onto this beach ?
Your prehensile shape
will never release the secret
to me but I think I see battles in dimly
lit worlds where bellowing
fights of wild undulation like quakes
severed your bed-grasp
ending resistance by breaker action.
You kelp, anchored fast
in watery weedland grew mightily
tough and strong.
I will carry you back
now to saline tide-smells
and leave you where you belong.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments7
This shows your compassion snd care for nature , Fay 🙂 you show care towards sea kelp . A very interesting read .. like the mention of the lizard and dragon and the personification in this writing ., how you are thinking how it might feel were it to have feelings . Love the mention of the amber toned face and the ending line how you want to carry it back to where it belongs . Nature is so important and we should care for it ))
What a kindly and perceptive comment dear Violet and you are right that I care deeply for nature and all its wonders - -- I try to get into the essence of all things and I am delighted that you found the read so enjoyable dear friend.
Reminds me of those kelp forests that Patrick Duffy swam through as the Man from Atlantis. This verse brings an awareness of the place for everything and to see that every thing is allowed in their proper place.
Yes Rik the beds of kelp are like forests and we do much to either nurture their benefits or cause the death of such things down under the oceans -- - indeed everything has its place and use and is often found to be vital in balancing toxins etc. Thanks for your thoughtful comment.
I am glad you took it home where it writefully belonged .. not everyone appreciates that kelp is for life and not just for Christmas ........ x
I loved this for shore ........ 🙂
Yes we understand so little about what is vital for life's continued balance on earth orin the sea and its a sure (shore) bet that kelp is needed in ways we would gasp at if only we knew more - - merci mon ami too for your amusing ( non-mistaken) use of Malapropism - - more please.. .......x
It's one of my certain comments: I never knew there was so much to know about weedy stuff. Well, I know now from this fine write!
There was some fancy sea kelp handwash. The perfume of it lasted for hours.
Ooooo - - phew --- Hand wash of kelp eh - -- think I will give that one a pass my friend.
They must have added scents to it as the pleasant smell wafted on for hours!
Though much around us is beautiful and does not tell of the struggles to survive.
I guess you got me thinking off on a tangent here.
I like when you go off on a tangent dear Dusk --- so grateful to see you back active again.
A beautiful write Faye - I could almost sense the smell of ocean and kelp. I wish I lived nearer the sea to walk along the beach and experience all that you do,
Ah - it is an honour to know you could almost feel the sense the both ocean and smell - -- I did hope the verse would do that to some readers who do not live near the sea. Thank you for your generous review of my take on Battles.
What a wonderful poem Fay, the description of it from within your mind is astounding.
Andy
Thank you Andy and am so pleased you enjoyed the read.
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