Immersed in sacred musings.
Associations freed from prospects,
The mind meanders playfully
Through the peaks and valleys
Of the profuse imagination.
One hundred and eighty vista degrees
Of diamond studded ocean
Makes love to my hungry senses.
Eyes inhale that which
Becomes the feast feeding
This quixotic moment
Tentative teal,
To truest turquoise,
To mind deep blue
Pervades this water palette
Of ironed glass;
This rostrum of tranquility
Sitting by the sleeping shores
Immersed in sacred musings.
Copyright © Henri Ferguson 2007
Author notes
Although only a few short years ago since I started this poem it now feels like another life. I do recall this day when I was living on Grand Cayman sitting on the beach outside my back door, in dreamy deep thoughts with my Jamaican friend. I recall feeling gratitude for being there and having the life I was living. Now I’m back in Canada, no ocean at my back door, but I have the mountains and the prairies. Another time another place, life is great, this amazing and meandering journey, this is here now.
Please tell me what you think
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A mind with memories is a wonderful thing. We can recall those vivid things and bring them forth on pen and paper. Traquil is this write, filled with images of things we all need in our busied lives today! ~Sie

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Stunning
This is one of the poems I wish I could teleport myself into. What a transcendent moment this must have been. I always find it difficult to capture nature and the feelings it evokes so I envy your ability to do so very much.
I hope all is well with you, Henri. Thanks for your comment on my latest. It feels like a piece of fluff next to this poem, though.
Mark


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There is just something about nature that calms and soothes the soul, the mind - it heals, deeper. I think that is why i always love to use nature as metaphor. I'm lucky to live at the ocean and have a view of the mountains too.
This poem takes one away and indeed let the imagination meander and play. Now, once again, I realize why i'm not that fond of cities! Lovely poetry.
~ Nicolette


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Très Bon État
Allo Henri!
I think I know how you feel. I have works that have been in progress for so long, it definitely seems very much like another lifetime ago. We move, we grow, change is constant but sometimes it feels good to revisit memories of old eh. Strong visual representation. I'm heading down that way in May. I miss the beach, don't have mountains but suburban life has still been a good change of pace.
Hope things are going well for you!
Brian

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I especially love this image "diamond studded ocean" ... I have similar experiences when i spend time at the beach on lake michigan. this is gracefully beautiful and very serene.
loved it !
~ wendy
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What a very beautiful and tranquil write...the true peace found in nature is amazing and so deeply touching. My muse and I find less choas and more comfort to think and write there than any other place. I love the ocean and the power it holds both surreal and violent. I was born there, yet I find more comfort in the mountains and their beauty and calm peace with other creatures.
Thank you for this wonderful sense of calm and soothing write.
Best always.
mystic
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I think my favorite part is;
"The mind meanders playfully
Through the peaks and valleys
Of the profuse imagination."
i love that. nice to read you
~ wendy
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Just revisiting a happy place... a little peace can go a long way in these troubling times. It is always a pleasure to find your words and know that again (and again) they can soothe the soul.
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Hey Tills,
Thanks for visiting my site, I wish I had something new for you to peruse but have been swamped with other things. That said the creative juices are stewing and hopefully will manifest in something new.
I trust life is taking you where you need to be, that happiness in whatever form is finding it's way to the door of your precious heart, and that you are growing the way the universe has intended. I have never met you but through your words I know you are a kindred spirit and a deep and profound soul.
I send you love and light.
Ferg
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Ah Henri!
Simply DIVINE -- both picture, and poem! I posted a poem, God at Play, only a few minutes ago ... and I know exactly what your feelings were on writing this very beautiful poem on nature's impact on the body, mind and spirit. God is a Master of all Art.
Thank you for being one of His penmates, writing such amazing letters of(f) life.
Love
Myra

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Seems like it's been an interesting journey Henri, a pilgrimage of sorts. This just oozes tranquility and evokes a deep sense of harmony and equilibrium. There is a subtle didactic undertone at work here (as I often find when reading you), and it always leaves me with a private smile. Poetic nectar Sir, and a pleasure, as always :-). XXX
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wish I was there...
Ahhhh, nothing finer than a good Jamaican friend and a view of seven mile beach. Your words are magnificent as ever. I swear I could almost hear the barely audible roll of those waves.
Nicely done Ferg.
I also composed last night. My view was also of blue, however the mood was slightly different.
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There are times when a Jamaican friend can enhance one's perspective in such a way as to gently open the doors that sometimes hold back that creative river that churns within. I have often suspected, Fergs, that beneath that contemplative and serene smile, there is a rather passionate artist churning and burning and creating beatuiful things. You seem to have struck a balance and with such grace and ease, that you inspire the rest of us tosspots to want to do the same. Your words sooth and inspire.
Nature is such a balm for the soul.
And so is your poetry.
Beautifully done, mate. x

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Truly Jamaican, poet!
Reading the poem, it immediately clicked in my mind that this is a poem studded from the background of some lived experience. After all, some one said writers write about what they have experienced. The diction was careful and deliberate,cinematic impression well brought out, appeal to the sense of sight, touch and what have you achieved. I particularly like the third stanza for the stylistic device employed. Also, reading that you had been to Jamaica and had been to the picturesque sight my earlier suspicions were confirmed. Keep them rolling! -
exelent!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i love this poem reminds me of my imagenation, brings back alot of memories actualy =] -
i love the imagery here. It makes me feel like i am sitting on that porch with you! Great Job!
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Lovely...
Well written and a beautiful image too! It reminds of sitting under the Causarina trees and looking at a similar perfect sea off Cape York... you brought back some good memories!
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"diamond studded ocean" - I like that phrase and "ironed glass"

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Wow! This is awesome in effect and essence. Beautiful language, sophisticated tone!! A very refreshing piece of poetry on the whole. Thanx for sharing!
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'Sitting by the sleeping shores
Immersed in sacred musings.'
indeed, this is beautiful, well used metaphors break the barrier between the external and the internal, well to place the mind within the rhythms and spirit of the environment, especially with some haze aye muan? breathing, eating, seeing, loving, it all effects to really place the reader within this moment, so thanks for the oasis, with coconut and umbrella pina colladas- JAS
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Exquisite metaphors, heavenly expectation of promise, soothing colors, very zen, love these lines "tentative teal" and "diamond studded ocean" very harmonious! A lot of hope in sacred love perspective as well with these - Immersed in sacred musings.
Associations freed from prospects,
The mind meanders playfully
Your poem meanders with my mind big time!! In love and regards. xx

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Mesmerizing!
A beautifully presentation of a viewed memory. The ocean can be alluring to our hearts as it offers comfort and serenity.
Very beautifully imagery!
LRD

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breathtaking
Your words nearly tranquilized me.. the descriptives
carry the reader with you. I needed to read this tonight. I check occasionally for new poetry from you just for this reason.


















