Underneath the skies of this white heaven
marionettes dance
dip and bow
crawl
mount a lampost
scare the children
Seagulls on sticks stalk
jellyfish catchers
catch them unawares
the children’s faces
glittering, are painted
At the bar, a hen-night princess
appears as a mirage
or haze of nylon taffeta
and disappears into a fruited cider
where would-be princesses admire her
captures her knight-errant, entombs him in a castle tower
Underneath the skies of this white heaven
I see your eyes
in the colour and cast of this blue-agate sea
send messages in bottles, binary
upon the tide-swell daydreams dazzle
digitally
daring
to
fly
free
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Linking to earthweal’s weekly challenge, ‘Wild Stillness:’ I hope this piece fits the bill, as a series of stills, wherein human nature dances with the supernatural…
Gorgeous piece, Ingrid. Love the imagery. Beautifully expressed.💕
Thank you Grace 🙏💕
My pleasure 💕
Lovely poetry, photography and the video song is one of the good ones!
Thanks Francisco 😊
You’re very welcome 😊
A photographic treasure!
Thanks Nick: still keepin it rill!
Lovely post, Ingrid…so filled whimsey, magic, and joy! 🙂 Have a great week! <3
Thank you so much, Cheryl! You too ❤️
A well picturised poem.
Here’s my favourite part:
“send messages in bottles, binary
upon the tide-swell daydreams dazzle
digitally
daring
to
fly
free”
Thank you sharing.😊
My pleasure Lokesh!
Beautiful images, Ingrid– in words and photos, too.
Thank you Merril 😊
You’re welcome, Ingrid.
Loving the lyrical nature of this poem; the way it moves and the way the imagery dances!
Thank you Jaya 💃
Lovely piece Ingrid. I too enjoyed the photographs. I wasn’t familiar with the song. Thanks. Sending blessings to you and your sweet family. ❤️🦋🤗
I am glad you enjoyed this, Joni: thank you! 🤗
You are very welcome. ❤️
Beautiful, Ingrid.
Thanks Jeff 😊
Sounds heavenly indeed. (K)
Thank you Kerfe
Maybe stillness is one of those places where the veil is thin — if we behold long enough the singular, all the sublime gates start widening. And stillness is everywhere – the eye slides through the stanzas, each another rapt Thing to behold.
Thank you, Brendan – the images seemed to write themselves.
From opening line to the uplifting flying free at its close, this poem made me deeply happy.
This makes me deeply happy, Sherry, thank you!
Like the images here, Ingrid, particularly that hen night princess!
JIM
Thank you, JIM – she was a vision!
A real sense of immediacy, of being there, in this poem, Ingrid. Love ‘blue-agate sea.” and the captive knights. The characters are vivid and alive and yet there is also a stillness in that capture of them as you suggest in your notes. Thanks for the trip to a another land–I need some sparkle and life under the white heavens, which here are an unalloyed, burning blue of shimmering heat.
Thank you so much, Hedgewitch! The unalloyed burning blue sounds quite enticing to me…
This is beautiful Ingrid — it has a magical soul… 🙂✌🏼❤️
I am glad you like it, thanks Rob!
such beautiful imagery as I wander off to slumberland Ingrid1! 💖💖
Sweet dreams 😴💕
Mesmerized, letting the words carry me, which might’ve taught me to feel poetry for the first time!
Thank you so much!
What a delightful account of the magic of the sun on the sea in the summer time. Daydreams that dare us to be free are the best kind.
Thank you Suzanne!
So much possibility in this more real land, shoud we only notice. I enjoy so much the glimpses this poem provides!
Thank you, Susan: it’s all out there!
This is so lyrical and full of imagery and delight. I’m loving the message in a bottle with a joyful Playful feel Ingrid! 💕
Thanks Cindy: it was a fun day out! 💖
So lovely to hear that Ingrid! 💖💖