Searching and Finding

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I am searching here,
on my empty chair
where clouds of cellophane transform the moon
and time takes flight
and glides her eyes across the supple sea
I find a ‘we,’ there
within the luminosity of the night
where we write some poetry
And our edges merge upon this glowing blanket of the sky, the gestalt of
you and I
between the sheets of light
and the wrapping of your presence
becomes the colours of the sky
we let our urges
push us down through the layers of the light
your thumb pressed against the sound of us
the symphony that’s whistled by the sea

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I am reposting this poem in its original form, before I got a little ruthless with the editing.

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114 thoughts on “Searching and Finding

    1. Thank you Frank. Actually I deleted a lot of this poem as I couldn’t make it seem to work… you probably haven’t missed anything! Hope you have a wonderful day, thanks so much for taking the time to read this.

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      1. Oh the challenge of meeting self-approval in the writing process. 🙂 … It’s a holiday in the US – so a 3-day weekend. Hot and sticky – actually more than normal for this time of year. FYI: Latest beach walk is up.

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      2. I’m still astounded to think I communicate in (relatively) real time with someone in the southern hemisphere where our seasons are opposite. I’m not a fan of hot and muggy, but at least our weather is much better than those in the central US who are getting blasted with continuous rain, storms, flooding, and tornadoes. Quite extreme.

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  1. “clouds of cellophane transform the moonlight”, a “supple sea” , a perception of more than a “glowing blanket of the sky” ; a superb imagery in which you find “us”

    My dearest R, this poem is superb from its first breath to its last. In fact there is no last breath. The poem continues in the rereads’ imagination. Gorgeous art!

    “clouds of cellophane transform the moonlight”….

    Masterpiece!

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    1. My dear G. You really are too kind… but you have made my evening and actually made my eyes threaten me a little with my heart’s emotion. I was very unsure about this poem, thank you for such beautiful words of support. I hope you have an amazing day, sending you moonlit hugs 🤗 💜

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  2. Oh, wow! This sighed with Godly beauty and a divine longing, a mini version of the bangers we’ve been searching for in all the great phases, places of your mind. Absolutely drowned my eyes with its riveting river of creativity. How else can I say I love it? I really think this deserves more than what I have said. Whatever praise you imagine, I can realize. 🙂

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    1. So much praise here Watt, I am truthfully a bit lost for words as I did not expect people to like this poem, and I was pretty sure you would tell me if you didn’t! It kind of makes me wish I’d included the rest of it. Thank you, these kind words mean a great deal.

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  3. I love it! ❤❤❤
    I adore how you referred to time as a she as well. “Glowing blanket of the sea” I don’t know exactly what you intended with this, but I intercepted it as if the sky is a cloak and the rocking sea is like a crib yknow? It’s soothing and calming. And so, throughout the journey, you finally found “us”. Maybe you meant a significant other, but I shall say it’s like a soul and a body. They merged so well they’re one and the same. Lovely 💙

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    1. Nour Lee. What can I say but thank you! A thousand times over. I love the idea of the night as a cloak rocking the sea in her crib, utterly beautiful! Thank you for seeing this!
      Yes, looking for us, a self, or a whole of some kind that is greater than its parts – a gestalt. The night sky reflecting on the sea is a good place to try and find these things. Thank you, so much.

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    1. This is a comment I’m going to tuck away in my heart… belonging to a sisterhood with the one who has such a way with the words of the universe and the moon as you do… thank you, Punam, this means so much to me. ❤️❤️

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  4. clouds of cellophane! of i love that! it picks up scattered dreams my friend and keeps them safe. such wonderful imagery, my heart is floating towards this beautiful vista

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      1. i have missed yours so much, I am trying to get back on track with blogging and so loved that I could visit your words. a breath of fresh air and inspiration to me!!

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      2. Oh, likewise…. I keep meaning to check Instagram to get my Gina poetry fix from there, but then I forget because, I’ve got a goldfish memory, and I so rarely go on there. I hope you are well, my thoughts are with you often.

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  5. Gestalt is a lovely word that I didn’t know, so besides the awe that filled me when I read this economically and thoughtfully constructed verse, I got educated too.

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      1. Thank you ESP, this means a lot. I had quite a ‘process’ with this poem and was pretty brutal in the editing, probably to the point it lost some meaning. And for what purpose??!! I have promised myself to have learned a lesson from this.

        Thanks again my friend.

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  6. Rachel, this is absolutely beautiful. The imagery of the moon at night and the sea, the light reflecting on the waves… just breathtaking. For some reason, I visualize someone going to that special place where they feel closest to their love. Like there is distance and the only way to truly feel close to that person is through those memories that were shared in that very place. I’m pretty sure this isn’t the meaning of your poem, but this is just the vibe I get when reading this. Beautifully written, my friend. ❤️

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    1. I LOVE your take on this. Yes, when I was gazing at the moon on the sea, I was filled with the romance of it, like the moonlight was literally caressing and sculpting the willing sea. I felt like that moonlight could carry me anywhere, and that I could find anything I wanted within it. You are gorgeous my friend, thank you ❤️❤️

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      1. That is such a beautiful thought! Imagine all the places you could go with that beautiful moon carrying you.

        You are very welcome, my friend! Always my pleasure. ❤️❤️

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  7. So much can be gleamed from a night of introspection while gazing at the golden orb hanging out with the stars. I guess we’ve all spent a great deal of time searching those distant dots for answers only to find such answers within ourselves or someone we love. Beautiful imagery!

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    1. I am spending a lot of time at the moment staring at that golden orb, and the reflections on the sea. I love to lose myself within it, and always seem to find something there too. This is a great insight, thank you so much. Always. I keep telling myself I’m going to have a rest from moon and sea inspired poetry but then… here I am again.

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      1. You are kindly welcome. The sea and moon have a way of drawing us like the tides – the ebb and flow – and without one, the other would be lost. Constantly changing but always remaining constants… spend as much time there as you need, I say, and let it inspire such beautiful poetry.

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  8. Wow, I love this original version even more! It has so much depth and such gorgeous lines.. ‘ we write our starry poetry’
    Please never doubt your poetry and don’t let your mind edit so much.. the original version, raw from the heart is mostly the best ❤️

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      1. I feel hugged by your words, my dear. When I stepped into this arena, I set aside all my inhibitions about my writing…difficult but doable. Try it, you will feel liberated. And you are so welcome. ❤️❤️

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  9. Aside from your always beautifully painted words (I really must change that up on occasion), I find it interesting that your creative process is similar to mine. I find myself revisiting what I considered completed songs, only change them in some way. Some times major, sometimes minor. Now, if you would only add this following line to your poem, it would be absolutely perfect. Ready? “and Aquaman cried”. 😀

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  10. “and the floral wrapping of your presence
    becomes the colours of the sky
    we let our primal urges
    push us down through the layers of the light” I love this! Weirdly enough, I adore both versions as they provide different insights 😊

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