shells of my mind s

The shells reminded her of the ocean—maps
conjuring places that she would never go–
the sky called her to sail, align with the gaps—

Her longing was fierce, vast, bottomless, with no
boundaries—she dreamed of journeys opening
new worlds that danced in amaranthine joy, flow

Echoing the trails of the stars, floating in
time with the waxing and waning of the moon,
returning to herself, circling, homecoming—

That other life was the one she wanted—strewn
in the shadows of voices calling her back
to the secrets stored inside that spiraled room

shells of my mind close up s

Frank Hubeny at dVerse gave us a difficult task–at least I found it difficult–writing tercets similar to those that were written by Dante for the Divine Comedy.  My rhythm is definitely off and more than one of my rhymes are slanted, but I did get the 11 syllables in each line.

The art has been recycled from 2015.

24 thoughts on “Encompassed

    1. Thanks Jade. I did the artwork to illustrate a poem of Nina’s–which it turned out had a similar feel to the one I had written–we did an “exchange”. I wish she would come back to posting. I miss our collaborations especially.

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      1. I think you need to frame this piece, I kept looking at it yesterday. It’s iconic. Where is Nina and why isn’t she posting, Kerfe? Not sure she’s been around since I’ve been blogging.

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        1. She stpped posting about a year ago…family issues and just general malaise. She works in a medical office, so that’s a source of stress now too. also her unemployed daughter moved home (again) awhile ago, and took over her workspace. We started memadtwo to share our work with each orher (we met in our 20s whule designing textilex)–emailing is just not the same. She lives in New Jersey so we don’t get together in person that often.

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    1. Thanks Ken. I was looking through my writing journal, and these ideas just seemed to work for the form. And then when I found the collage in one of my old posts afterwards, I really felt there was some serendipity at work.

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  1. Very nice and you chose to do the Dante tercet with rhyme. I am glad you took up the challenge. I found it very difficult. I can handle 10 syllables, but not 11 per line. So far I haven’t written four of those stanzas.

    I like the thought of the spiraled room of that shell. And the trails of stars.

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  2. I love these poems that swirl from the depths of the ocean to the stars and dip in and out of life.

    I don’t hear 11 syllables in Dante’s lines to be honest though Dante’s Italian would have been pronounced differently to modern I imagine. In English the lines are usually iambic pentametre anyway.

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    1. Thanks Jane. Oceans and stars…life.
      I’m not very good at iambic pentameter, but syllables I can count. Translation never works for poetic forms, especially if you are trying to be literal. But all forms are puzzles in a way, and I enjoy playing with them at times.


  3. Stunning artwork and poem, Kerfe! Shells and ocean-maps do conjure mysterious places, and I love the idea of the sky calling for someone to sail. I also love the progression from sea to sky to universe, all from the ‘secrets stored inside that spiraled room’.

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  4. I feel the soul’s yearning for the mysteries beyond confined, earthly existence. Interesting collage to let the words float and circle inside and beyond. Nicely done, Kerfe. ❤

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  5. kaykuala
    in the shadows of voices calling her back
    to the secrets stored inside that spiraled room

    The tenacity of a hold can be really effective to warrant the appearance of a loved one. Powerful write K


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