Incompletion
Tomorrow it will be gone–
this false night,
this held breath–
we are undreamed.
Light falls scattered
without gravity,
a sliver of reflected time–
tomorrow it will be gone,
out there towards never.
It resembles matter,
although it has no form–
this false night,
pure, unbroken–
(that’s what I imagine–
healed and levitating into always)
This held breath—
it neither comes nor goes.
Listening, it does not reply–
(we’ve lost our knowledge of sleep)–
we are undreamed.
For Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above. Another mysterious landscape.
Another cascade poem.
31 responses to “Incompletion”
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So beautiful!
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Thanks!
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Awesome and for sure flowing as a cascade these lovely poetic words, Marta.
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Thanks Marta. I like the cascade form.
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Welcome.
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We are undreamed… perfect.
I love the light rays created by the folds… the colours are pure magic too.
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Thanks Sue. I wasn’t sure how the folds would work out, but they suit the movement in the photo I think. And another wonderful photo!
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They do…and I love the effect they give.
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All lovely—dreamlike! The second picture is absolutely beautiful with that big red bird on the rock. The first one is such a sad-looking creature, in the process of being undreamed. You have such a talent for associating words and images.
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What a wonderful compliment! Thanks Jane.
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It’s splendid!
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Beautiful, dreamy–“we are undreamed.” More circles. . .
I love the dreaminess of the bottom image, too.
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Thanks Merril. They are everywhere. And I am feeling a bit undreamed these days.
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I’ve dreamt of visiting with friends/acquaintances the last couple of nights. Life circles?
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Those dream visitations…yes, I think so, circles.
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Beautiful as always.
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Thanks.
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Gorgeous!
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Thanks Lynn!
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Your art drew my eyes to the sky of the photo in a way that i missed, at first.
Love these lines:
“Light falls scattered
without gravity,”
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The sky was what pulled me into the photo. But it’s so ethereal, both sky and water.
Thanks Ken.
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💙💙
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Thanks Jodi.
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This is beautiful…words to be absorbed.
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Thanks Janice.
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Gorgeous post, – artwork and words, as always!
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Thanks Betty.
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“Undreamed” is an interesting thought. It leads me in many different directions. Is life a dream and in death, we are undreamed? …or…can we change the future by undreaming the past?
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Now you’ve got me thinking too…thanks Olga!
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