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La Mer/La Mere

The ocean is a woman, so they say,
All sailors are in love with her, in thrall:
They rest upon her bosom's rise and fall
And comb her long locks in their disarray,
Her white blond tresses, all the wild sea spray
In tangles blown aswirl in every squall,
Each wave that crashes like a waterfall;
Undines in their green seaweed smoothly sway.

The ocean is our mother, so say all.....
These shimmering rainbow creatures are our kin:
Each lithe and lissome seal, with bark like call
Who serenades us with his jocund din,
The whale who thunders like a waterfall
With every breech, or banks on massive fin.


The ocean is our mother, all these shells
These cornucopian conchs the current hauls
And tumbles in the tides and leaves in squalls,
These scarlet banded scallops, cockleshells
As delicate as fairy caravels,
Old giant clam whose massive grandeur sprawls
In terrifying majesty, in walls
Of curved reefs coraline, great flower bells,...........

Behold her, our great Matriarch, the sea!
You hold her whisper now within your hand.
We trace our winding genealogy
Through changes when we first finned up on sand:
Our ancestors of ancient pedigree
Who let their toddlers roam upon the land.



Author notes

This is a work in progress and part of an art installation. Hopefully I'll return later tonight for more hours on this sonnet noncrown.

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  • Eusebius
    November 4

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    Great and most potent description here! I loved it! It seems complete, but you could go on of course!

    The ocean is our mother, all these shells
    These cornucopian conchs the current hauls
    And tumbles in the tides and leaves in squalls,
    These scarlet banded scallops, cockleshells
    As delicate as fairy caravels,
    Old giant clam whose massive grandeur sprawls..

    Loved this!

    • Purrsanthema
      November 4
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      Indeed that is the problem: I wished to go on but the muse deserted me. Well, at least I have these two sonnets!

      Thank you so much for the read!


  • Pattiboo silver member
    November 1

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    A while ago we had an advert on TV which showed the sea casting out all the man made junk that has been lost in or cast into the it over the years. It was a strangely frightening sight so many ships from long ago from viking boats to modern sea liners and war ships
    and all the cargoes lost in storms and battles. Were the sea not saline it would by now be a huge stagnant pool and the earth would die... We still pollute the sea with our sewage waste, nuclear waste and plastic bags and bottles etc. Like fishermen we should have and show more respect for it and what it means to us here on this planet.

    • Purrsanthema
      November 4
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      I agree. Still, as I wished to be an archaeologist I'm fascinated with the old wrecks, and personally, yes, I think that we "moderns" have done a really nasty job with our indestructible garbage. I pity the poor sea turtles that unwittingly swallow plastic in search of jellyfish. I for ages wished to live on the ocean, yet now I'm glad I don't: I could not cope with the heartbreak of the change: when I was a child we gathered shells and driftwood and seaweed. Now we gather garbage. What a horrible species we have turned out to be!

  • Topnotchsy
    October 31
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    Beautiful imagery!!

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