- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Communion at Goat Rock Beach
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I stood
at the verge, arms lifted
in invocation.
Waves rocked the beach, jolting
esoteric memories,
spun deep
inside my nucleotides
I danced
a benediction,
shrouded
in late winter fog.
The only sound
was percussion
of shoreline and heart.
Out beyond the breakers,
a sea lion keenly watched.
He marveled at my movement,
remembered my archaic thoughts.
I honored his majesty
with flowing oblation.
I danced
pouring over shores
of primordial seas,
where we were one,
and life was young
lost in memories not my own,
traversing cosmos, time,
ancestral blood.
Spinning dunes in and out
of spirals, crossing shifting lines
of foam and brine,
impressions in the sand
and mind
pulsing rhythm,
heartbeat surf
I danced
into ebbing waves
of breathlessness,
pulse racing,
thoughts retracing
ancient paths.
The shining lion slipped
beneath the sea,
as an ancient cosmic thread
unwound.
I spun
down
reconciled,
the universe having danced
its prayer through me.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 35,000 poems.
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LeBrozabout 17 years agoFelt the frantic dance here, in celebration of life and all it portends and finally, exhausted, give your being over to life.
Maria2394about 19 years agothis deserves better than a 5. I was there with you, somehow, I always feel your words, deeper than just reading, you reach me and I love you for that!!
maria
Kundalinguiniabout 19 years ago...as droplets of salt spray hung in the air, sparking in the sun. Exceptional, Syn.
ishtatabout 19 years agoI read Too Drunk to Fly first. Now having read this I think we should all be glad you're dancing and as communion has now ended, say bless you, and go in peace.Tremendously moving.
Sabina_Tolchovskyabout 19 years agothe medatative quality is lovely, you have described a beautiful connection to the universe, your physical as well as metaphysical states. well done. Sabina
Tathagataabout 19 years agowhen I saw " nucleotides" I thought of breasts?
You know an audio of this with the surf in the background would be amazing.
I love this verse:
~I danced
a benediction,
shrouded
in late winter fog.
The only sound
was percussion
of shoreline and heart.~
you have captured an epiphany, a transcendental moment almost perfectly.
where I can smell the sea, hear the waves, feel the wet air, and see a woman dancing along the shore.
It's magical and timeless
thank you
sandspikeabout 19 years agofor this baby. This took going to the beach to a higher
spirtual level. Must be the merlot vs. the amber
longneck. I felt at home in this poem.
