She stretches out on the cliff, her caftan spread
like a kingfisher’s wing; a brown stick of a body
rising from rough gray stone to communicate
with the wild water below.
She is my sister, balancing the practical need to fly
with the decision to leap. Her teal clothing flapping
my trust she will make the right choice.
She is changeable, this sister of mine,
a Pisces who worships the wealth of the water.
Devotion to the wildness and curator of the calm,
she draws to the ebb and flow of spirit
to imagine she can rise higher than the painting
she has just laid down in imaginative oils.
She heals, and I, her spiritual guide,
let the blues of surf and sky forgive her
for her need to be free.
like a kingfisher’s wing; a brown stick of a body
rising from rough gray stone to communicate
with the wild water below.
She is my sister, balancing the practical need to fly
with the decision to leap. Her teal clothing flapping
my trust she will make the right choice.
She is changeable, this sister of mine,
a Pisces who worships the wealth of the water.
Devotion to the wildness and curator of the calm,
she draws to the ebb and flow of spirit
to imagine she can rise higher than the painting
she has just laid down in imaginative oils.
She heals, and I, her spiritual guide,
let the blues of surf and sky forgive her
for her need to be free.
Author notes
I do have a sister, Linda, who is lost to the sea. Oh, she has not jumped yet, but I feel her need.
within this poem are the symbols of Teal.
Written June 7th, 2006
In a list
A contest entry
- "Colour Me .... " by J.J. Sass.
350 points, ended June 12, 2006, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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thank you Word wrangler. My sister loved it so much she moved there and has never moved back to the mountains and rolling hills of our homeland.
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tks penman....my sister is so awesome...she is everything a sister could want to be.
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thank you monimac. she is...
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The title drew me in and I was glad to read the entire write. Very nice descriptions. I love anything about the sea, or near the sea. Nicely done.
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Excellent
I loved the title and also the color choice. Your poem has a special lyrical quality to me. It really soothes the eyes. Great job. -
Your symbols speak volume! This is the kind of interpretation I was hoping for - engaging the reader in whatever emotion/reaction/memory etc that the colour inspires.
Thank you for entering, and best wishes.
Stacy
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thank you, azure. She is still out there somewhere standing on the cliffs overlooking the Pacific. I feel her there.
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Very beautiful poem, it is a lovely description of teal and how you feel about this color. Good luck in the contest.
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I can see her still, red wild hair flying int he ocean breeze......skin brown as teak and her hippy look on her face. Gawd, I miss her wildness.
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Pisces seems to find their way when least expected.This was a lovely Tealish wave of oceanic wonder.~~Suseann
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I love "teal". My son is getting married on the 17th and the wedding party members will be wearing champaign. I keep picking teal dresses and I know the difference between the two colors. I just want to wear teal. It's refreshing! They won't let me.
Your poem is very descriptive and makes me want to be very near the ocean. My daughter lives in Miami, Florida. I need to go vivid here.
Very cleverly written with intensely vivid images. I wish you the best in this challenge.
Much Love ♥
Renee
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