the quiet fish (in dark gold)
my soul-pool
of dark gold
sits
in the deep
untouched, unstirred
like a silent sun
of hot bronze
where only a prayer
touches the surface
of holy breath in the gentle dark -
the quiet fish
of silver, blue, gold
glide like dream and speak water
through the cracks and crevices
of me
through you.
and in the half-light
your sacredness
takes shape like a fragile boat -
the tip of your thirsty lip
no longer salt-dry
kisses
and awakens
poetry
Comments
fabulous as always
Vulcan :)
That means so much, thank you.
– Erika .
You are a romantic, and a mystic :) This is lovely Erika.
a mystic, eh? ;D
I’ve been told that before, actually. I guess I am :)
Thank you Jim, for your support. I’m glad you enjoyed this one.
– Erika .
You took me to a place of meditation and beauty with this one, Erika :) Great write!
a place of meditation :)
yes. I was in that state when I wrote this – I’ve been like feeling like that the entire day actually, and I was really inspired to write. Thank you so much for reading, Rex.
– Erika .
oh my … just beautiful as always …
.. to speak water oh ! what an idea !… I love it
haha! I’m glad you found that interesting Anna :D
I loved writing that part, I think we can all speak water.
It’s a quiet language x
– Erika .
I’m still soaking up the feeling. Glorious my darling Erika..xxxx
oh you lovely soul… I’m glad you’re still soaking up the words here.
Means so much coming from you xxx
– Erika .
A dandy piece of poetry…like a silent sun of hot bronze..really cool writing..
a dandy piece of poetry
made me laugh! I haven’t heard the word ‘dandy’ in a while :D
But I’m glad you enjoyed reading this, Chris. It means a lot.
– Erika .
great poetry…awesome…
Thank you so much troader :)
I truly appreciate it.
– Erika .
beautiful Erika. xx
oh, thank you so much my friend xx
– Erika .
These words, as all of your words, are from that deep, still place.
May we dip our cups and fill our minds with these ancient sacred thoughts.
Immerse ourselves in who we really are. Water-speakers and endless truth seekers drawn ever into this pool of infinity. x
I love your insight, dear friend.
and you’re one of those water-speakers, did you know that? ;D
I love how our souls can take the shape of anything. I often think of the soul as a dark pool of gold where fish swim like thoughts. I think the soul is like water… xx
– Erika .
ooooh, yes. yesyesyes. I know that fish…and my goodness, is she stunningly beautiful.
xx
always you remind me of me—or maybe it’s that it feels like I can feel the same winds you do…you know?.
:)
you remind me of me too!
In that free, deep thinking feeling kind of way. Your writing always feels like you pulled it from this deep place within me. I really think we feel the same wind, my kindred soul-fish xx
– Erika .