Sorrow


…born in water, in water she’s swept away…

 

Beauty sings to the sea — love’s tone
on this broken, cloud-covered day
slipping into the surge alone
silently, she kicks away

on these broken, cloud-covered days
alone with her fractured wishes
she drops so silently ‘neath the waves
deep, deep down to the fishes

alone with her fractured wishes
a’tumble in the seabed’s sway
down down deep with the fishes
she is leaving it all today

sorrow’s a’swim in the seabed’s sway
beauty’s nothing left to say
she is leaving this lonely world, today
the sea will sweep her away

rob kistner © 2021

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22 thoughts on “Sorrow”

  1. So beautiful and poignant, Rob. It’s an experience to read this, and the repetition throughout the poem is excellent in this form. Beautiful and mesmerizing work, as usual. <3

  2. I really enjoyed the flow and motion of this piece. There is a sadness of letting go into the depth of the sea. Wonderfully written, always a pleasure to read your poetry.

  3. This is such a sorrowful poem, Rob, colour sea-blue. These lines are so lyrical:
    ‘…love’s tone
    on this broken, cloud-covered day
    slipping into the surge alone
    silently, she kicks away’
    and
    ‘alone with her fractured wishes
    a’tumble in the seabed’s sway’.

  4. The Jungian psychologist Sandor Ferenczi believed that deep in every human consciousness is the memory of the first waking thought outside the sea, in the fish that crawled forth and began the trek to the mind we swim in this day … A painful, birthing thought, impregnate with the yearning to some day return. Birth and death then are the sea’s own music beginning and staring over in us. The fantasia here of Beauty’s longing is I think exactly that pulse that tides in us. Well done, great assonance and celebration of the third baptism.

    1. Thank you for the insightful comment Brendan. We are, after all, creatures from the waters, birthed in water, and primarily composed of water. The draw of water is certainly powerful in my life. My ashes will be sprinkled, part in the old growth of Lost lake, as well as on the lake. 3rd baptism — brilliant phrase sir!

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