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that's what sea said...

I need the sea because it teaches me ~ Pablo Neruda


of milky white
springtime innocent 
valley splendors
i sing psalms


of moody indigo
lustful moon 
mountain carvings
i write sonnets


but it is for you, teacher
i thirst always 
for that poetic mouthful
as you come


back turned 'round
ready to leave
i am again
breathless
wordless


Rene Foran ~ February 2011

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  1. Casey FreelandFebruary 27, 2011 at 2:09 AM

    I was driving down the freeway today, north towards the mountains that surround three sides of our town, and I thought you would have to write a poem about them. Every peak was dusted with snow and Shasta and Lassen are almost all white. Bright, clear and cold day in Northern California.

    Cheers,

    Casey

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  2. Brian MillerFebruary 27, 2011 at 4:35 AM

    ok, its the title that sent me there...but my mind went straight to the gutter....

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  3. UnknownFebruary 27, 2011 at 11:23 AM

    Neruda and I agree. I must trek to a seashore at least annually, feel the ocean water on my skin, or all is not right.
    And, oh! Your poem is incredibly warm and sensuous. Love it.

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  4. BAFebruary 27, 2011 at 12:38 PM

    I'm hot for teacher in a very sensuous way.

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  5. Irish GumboFebruary 27, 2011 at 8:32 PM

    ...under the boardwalk,
    down by the seeeea...

    (sigh)

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  6. ianFebruary 28, 2011 at 4:37 AM

    the waves that the lines make is a great compliment to the words, which ebb and flow like waves on the shore.

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  7. MarianFebruary 28, 2011 at 9:38 AM

    yep, this is all hot and and sexy and shit. love it, naturally.

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  8. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 28, 2011 at 2:17 PM

    I love it, especially the "moody indigo" and the "lustful moon". and the thirsting for the "poetic mouthful". Wow.

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  9. Chris G.March 1, 2011 at 6:11 PM

    Some unique wordplays there that come together in advancing the very sexy tone of the work...tight descriptions.

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  10. DanielMarch 1, 2011 at 7:53 PM

    Oh this is wonderful, and what attentive writing, your rolling, swelling words and the poem's lovely form...

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  11. hedgewitchMarch 1, 2011 at 8:16 PM

    the cradle of us all, and a true teacher. You've used color, image and rhythm really well here to evoke the salt never-quenching smell of the sea.

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  12. signed...bkmMarch 1, 2011 at 8:27 PM

    Beautiful tribute to the sea...and what a gracious and always giving teacher she is...giving us music and poetry and renewing wisdom...blessings...bkm

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  13. ReflectionsMarch 2, 2011 at 1:21 AM

    Such a wonderful teacher she is, luring us with melodies, guiding our sails by the tide, mesmerizing moments, split second reactions... teaching us to feel rather than think... feel the ebbs pulling.

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  14. Big Sur BlogisphereMarch 2, 2011 at 1:36 AM

    Your pounding, swelling, ebbing, effervescence
    What better lover could I have
    Than the one who licks my bare feet
    With a salty, sand encrusted tongue.

    OneLove--Tiger Windwalker

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  15. Steve IsaakMarch 2, 2011 at 4:24 PM

    Wonderful, leave 'em breathless, great flow work.

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  16. SuzMarch 2, 2011 at 6:04 PM

    Ah, the title drew me in
    and I drowned in beauty

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  17. KavitaMarch 2, 2011 at 7:14 PM

    Ohhh... this is simply BEAUTIFUL!!! I knew that seas could be charming in their "appearances"... but now mannerisms too?! Woowww...

    I just loved this personification, Rene!! Lovely...and soooo romantic! I can feel the salty water crystallizing on my skin... like gentle hands stopping me...

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  18. Judy RoneyMarch 3, 2011 at 7:55 AM

    I had to read this twice for the joy of it.

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  19. ClaudiaMarch 3, 2011 at 10:35 AM

    ah - i love the psalms
    of moody indigo...

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  20. Shashidhar SharmaMarch 4, 2011 at 7:54 AM

    Psalms of moody indigo... lovely.. I enjoyed it so much...
    Thanks for sharing...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/whispers-winter-dew.html
    Twitter @VerseEveryDay

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