Friday, September 30, 2011

Mother Ocean's Eye


In the depths of Mother Ocean
a life exists through fallen dreams
flushings from the toilet bowl
amassed together at the seams.

Lovers lost (there's more fish in the sea)
moths deemed ugly, a kitchen burn
wise owls' words wasted in water
swimming memories twist and turn

all controlled by a little switch;
click "up" for power from above
and "down," well-- self will's intent.
Why not join in this Sea of Love

and accept things as they are?
Trees dig through dirt to see the sky,
they're not victims of choices past
only scars in Mother Ocean's eye.

@laurie kolp

Prompt inspiration: Ostensible Truth/ surrealism;  Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

14 comments:

Kerry O'Connor said...

Oh this is too good! What a fabulous interpretation of the picture, Laurie. And in form too (I saw what you did :)

The bar on the surreal poem has been raised several inches.

Abin Chakraborty said...

awesome!riveting images indeed!

Rinkly Rimes said...

You managed to be a Dali with words.

Unknown said...

swimming memories, twist and turn....I like that.

Liz Rice-Sosne said...

This is good Laurie. I really am moved by the first stanza ... although It is all filled with wonderful forward movement.

Lisa said...

I enjoyed the poem and especially like trees dig through dirt to see the sky.

Jinksy said...

Who'd have thought a Daliesque poem a possibility? LOL ♥

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Totally fantastic, and I so love the last few lines. Wow.

Mary said...

I like very much where your mind went using this picture!

Fireblossom said...

I won't hear "Sea Of Love" the same way after this!

kaykuala said...

A great way of seeing and 'hearing' the pic!

Hank

Susie Clevenger said...

Great marriage of thought and interpretation of the image...

Anonymous said...

I can see, hear, feel...
Great job :)

Anonymous said...

wow i never thought this much about what the ocean floor contains. its all our lost hopes that lie deep.
i loved the line about lost lovers. wonderful.