My message this morning from the Oracle.
the thousand shadows recall life
slipping through time–
an ache sun-stormed by never
sleep sings about sealight
and the whispering goddesses
of forest-blue moondreams
we swim the music of why
like wind-stilled water
searching for the mothership
K. 
So many beautiful phrases–“sleep sings about sealight”
and the “forest-blue moondreams.”
Yours, mine, and Jane’s are a set this week of sleep and dreams.
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I’m sure it means something…to be revealed.
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🙂
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All three of us had poems about sleep, though I know the closest word I had to sleep was ‘bed’. We both had the whispering goddess too, though I didn’t have either of those words.
The painting is beautiful. Like a tree-ship.
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Thanks Jane. It’s the first thing I thought of after I finished the poem. I had to search a bit to find it, but I knew I had done it for one of Sue’s prompts. She had the best photos for painting inspiration. The Oracle’s message is very compatible with the original poem I wrote for Sue too.
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A tree and a ship, such a potent symbol. I miss Sue.
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Me too.
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Wonderful!!
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Thanks Muri.
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Hi Kerfe, this poem is so surreal. The first two line are particularly captivating.
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Thanks Robbie. Using the magnetic poetry Oracle often taps into the unconscious I think. Of course all poetry does that, but this method always surprises me.
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I like the haunting sense of longing which pervades this piece.
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Thanks Ingrid. I think we are always searching for that shelter, the womb, the place of possibility.
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deep and profound, your specialty Kerfe 🙂
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Thanks Kate.
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