waking up with a poem (2)

i need to write these down,
these words kissing the backs of my eyes–

dream language loops lightly across cortical ridges;
these visions sand shaped casually by god’s finger
pointing to truth taken back in waves

did you know inside us
there are oceans

claiming what is not spoken & lifted away
before breath or ink chain it?

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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33 Responses to waking up with a poem (2)

  1. annotating60 says:

    I liked the ocean imagery very much.

    • Oh, thank you, KB. A lot of the time, I wake up with images, dreamed lines just lurking there and wanting to be written, but they vanish by the time I reach for my pen.

  2. deelaytful says:

    This is a wonderful poem, Susan

  3. Trent Lewin says:

    I like this Susan. Please also revisit angry Susan sometime.

    • Bound to happen sooner or later–I have a rather short fuse…

      Glad you liked this!

      • Trent Lewin says:

        I’m a sucker for what we find in dreams. I spend lots of time with people for whom dreams are irrelevant and seldom a topic of conversation, so I thought your respect for what you see with eyelids closed was well-said.

        I figure your fuse would have been fairly short by now if Mr. Romney had won yesterday. Drats! Just kidding, all seems good with the world.

        • LOL, spot on, Trent. I have been accused on FB today of NOT being a graceful winner, too 😉

          Had something to do with sending those unhappy with the results somewhere else…

          • Trent Lewin says:

            I see. Nice. Well, there will always those who are unhappy and who feel that the other side got away with something. That’s just life. Political parties aren’t the same as moral divisions are they. Don’t get me started on ethics…

  4. This is a beautiful poem, Susan, rich with imagery, just lovely, you’ve caught the essence here, I feel

  5. jmgoyder says:

    Took my breath away.

  6. I used to keep a pencil and notepad by my bed to write down my dreams if they woke me up, or lines of poetry that came to me as I slept, couldn’t understand a word I said the next day so, gave up. LOL
    This is beautiful thinking and, poetry Susan.

  7. doncarroll says:

    very nice susan and also the concept you worked with:)

  8. claudia says:

    inside us are oceans…love this…and so difficult sometimes to pen these verse down without breaking their spirit..

  9. Leo says:

    Wonderful! Having to grab it before the wave takes it away! I’ve loss so much because I’m too —-lazy to get up and write it down before I foreget it!

  10. janehewey says:

    oceans inside us. 🙂 this poem is resounding, Susan.

  11. nelle says:

    Oh my, this one is superb and such a joy to read.

    • Nelle, thank you. To think this was prompted by losing lines in the first place… I am almost tempted to say I prefer this to the lines I let slip away, but I will never know…

      • nelle says:

        I believe we lose those snippets for a reason. Something demands better from us, whether what we say doesn’t fit, isn’t right, or whatever. It’s a challenge to think a little more and work a little more. It’s frustrating as all get out, and we lament their loss as if children, but the reality is too often we put forth something far better, as you just did. I’d like to cite a favourite line, but the whole damn thing works so well.

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