I stand facing the ocean
tides of wing and air–
time fades into mystery,
emptied of illusions
tides of wing and air
held in light–
emptied of illusions
I swim in dream languages
held in light
horizon merges into skylandsea–
I swim in dream languages,
wordless songs that awaken stories
horizon merges into skylandsea
consumed by rivers of stars–
wordless songs that awaken stories
mirrored in ethereal blue
consumed by rivers of stars
time fades into mystery–
mirrored in ethereal blue
I stand facing the ocean
For earthweal, sacred (sea)scapes. How many poems have I written about the sea? As many as I have about birds and stars and moons. This unrhymed pantoum contains lines from many of them. The artwork is from my many previous ocean-themed posts as well.
K. 
The collective unconscious said “ocean” to all of us this week 🙂
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Yes it did.
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The repetition, like waves of the sea, and all that blue air. Absolutely lovely!
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Thanks Jane. Definitely my sacred place.
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You write it with reverence.
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Kerfe, I love this series and how the lines connect with each other in the pantoum. In the collage with the spheres/planets and the ship, what strikes me is that the blue and white sphere in the upper right corner has a shadow below it and to the left, as if being illumated from another source. Your mixed media art never fails to wow me.
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Thanks Jade. I did a series of these collages for NaPWriMo a few years ago. Not a complete month, I started late, but they made a nice grouping.
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You’re very welcome, my friend.
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Wow, masterfully penned, an intriguing form, and your artwork is a wonderful accompaniment. A feast!
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Thanks Sherry.
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This really is a lovely poem, Kerfe. I love the style.
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Thanks Robbie. Pantoum is one of my favorite forms.
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A stunning pairing of pantoum and artwork, Kerfe, I love your sacred seascapes, and the way you’ve woven together past lines and images. The title is a poem on its own! My favourite phrases are: ‘ocean tides of wing and air’, ‘I swim in dream languages’, and ‘consumed by rivers of stars’ – the liquidity is palpable.
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Thanks Kim. I had a lot of previous poems to draw from. Th title was the last line of an old poem.
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Many faces and verses of the sea. We are all mirrored here. – Brendan
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We are. Thanks Brendan.
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“. . . wordless songs that awaken stories
mirrored in ethereal blue”
Such a good application of pantoom and art for the truth they reveal about the sacred space that is the human relationship with ocean/stars. Has there ever been a more powerful muse?
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Not to me. Thanks Susan.
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The repetition like tides and waves washing over and infinity in the circular beginning and end. This is really beautiful. And always you incredible art to accompany.
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Thanks Lindi. The water always calls.
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Exquisite poetry and stunning artwork. I’m at a loss for words over this post really. It’s just too good.
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Thanks Suzanne. An accumulation of many years of work.
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Ah I thought you did it all in a week and was stunned. Someof the paintings are truly wonderful.
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Thanks Suzanne. My output is slow right now and I’m recycling artwork.
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Me too 😀
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For me, it was the Great Lakes. I could stand on the shore and talk to the water as if I talking to myself, learning from my responses.
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I know you have an affinity to water. It talks to us in all its forms.
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Amazing images, and I like the way they punctuate the poem. I think a pantoum form works really well here – it ebbs and flows like waves on the ocean.
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Thanks Sarah. I’m always finding reasons to write a pantoum.
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