And so, the Sea
Once there was a water world,
and in its reflected blue came green,
then bright flowers and bees who hovered
attracted to their hues–
while we swam and slithered
to shore to spawn,
and tarried there a while,
sun-basking
fins became fingers,
feet left tracks on the beach–but
we’ve always heard the sea’s song,
not a siren call, but a tune synchronized
to heart rhythms
beat to beat
floating in the womb
in echo of our ocean birth,
we live called to water,
and so, the tide rises,
with a wave, the sea reclaims us.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Wonderful
Oh, Merril, the ocean is right there! And that ending is just perfect.
Thank you very much, Sarah. It’s a wonderful prompt!
I agree with, Sarah…the ending is perfect, Merril. 💙
Thank you so much, Punam! 💙
My pleasure.
I read somewhere that the salt content of our blood exactly matches that of the ocean. I don’t know whether that’s strictly true or not, but it feels true, doesn’t it?
–Shay
I don’t think it’s true, but it’s nice that my poem made you think about it. 🙂
Brilliant, Merril!
You brought this piece home!
I’m so busy.. I always want to come here, but
but now it’s the EMMYS voting season.
I watched hours and hours, close to 200 of the 8 hundred and something shows that were vying for noms, in May and June.
I did my nom choices. Now, Only a few of the shows I nominated got actual noms. So, now I’m watching so much TV, I look in the mirror and see a TV screen.
Anyway, it’s over in a week. I’m doing my best.
Thank you very much, Resa!
You nominate for the Emmy’s?
Yes, and I get to vote!
We are in the voting part now.
I’m a voting member of the ATAS, which does the Emmys.
Showtime bought me a gift/membership after I had done enough movies to qualify to be a member. I worked for them for the better part of 10 years.
That was about 20 years ago. I kept my membership up since then.
Back then there was no Netflix, etc. just network and cable.
There was only a couple hundred shows a year to nominate from. Now, It was way over 800 this year.
Having said that, I’m going to the viewing platform shortly.
Very cool!
Yes, so many shows and so many platforms. No one could keep up!
I’m dizzy!
Last show for the afternoon… Ted Lasso
😄
Our blood has the same salinity as seawater, we have vestigial gills and fins in our embryo state … the sea is our mother! Gorgeous, rolling poem.
Thank you very much! I’m so pleased you think so.
Your last stanza is killer–“we live called to water”, and love the notion of “beat to beat, floating in the womb, in echo of our ocean birth”. I have tried many times to do justice to our metamorphosis, and failed; your perspective is flawless.
Wow, Glenn! Thank you so much!
I love this part: beat to beat, our ocean birth. Your ending line is perfect: the sea reclaims us.
Thank you so much, Grace!😊
I like this poem very much. I haven’t seen our ties to the sea depicted in quite this way before. I got a comforted feeling from reading it.
Thank you so much, Liz! That’s lovely that my poem gave you that feeling. 💙
You’re welcome, Merril!
Nice poem Merrill.
Thank you!
I’m a Pisces and feel so drawn to your verses, here. The womb imagery really is a lovely sea of love!
Thank you so much, Tricia! 💙
I am not a Pisces, but I am drawn to water.
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Those last lines especially. (K)
Thank you so much, Kerfe!
Your poem describes Earth cycles very well.
Thank you, Dwight!
You are welcome!
Eventually the sea will reclaim the earth and all that’s in it. A wonderful perspective.
Thank you very much!
This is wonderful. I like how it starts off as a scene of evolution spanning millions of years. The last three verses are like a sort of collective nostalgia. The whole idea is great, and written so well.
Thank you so much, Tanmay! I pleased you think so. 💙
My pleasure, Merril.
Cyclical, rhythmic and a just sea, Merril!
Thank you, Kim!
I see and hear the all encompassing movement of the sea in this
Thank you very much, Derrick.
Lovely! You could link this to the previous prompt. You picked up the shell and ran with it 🙂
Thank you!
The shell you were listening to. 🙂
I wonder if they work like walkie-talkies?
Maybe! 🙂
What a beautiful flow of phrases, so thoughtfully rendered, leading up to a finale of an ending. I especially was drawn to this….
“we’ve always heard the sea’s song,
not a siren call, but a tune synchronized
to heart rhythms”.
Thank you so much, Mish!
I find this deeply disturbing, as if fins to fingers and back into the rising sea (with melting icecaps?) has taken such a little time… which in the grand scheme of things it has… but let us be comforted by the poetic cameraderie we are sharing and conscious of sharing, lit by life’s brief candle – a very lovely candle…
And enjoying the amber artistry of the cocktail on your website!
Um. . .sorry you found this so disturbing. I suppose we all bring our own thoughts to what we read.
I can’t take credit for the cocktail–just part of the WP theme.
You know that I am a water person and that I love the sea. As in life, the tides rise and fall. I like how you have pulled together so many elements in this poem; you have captured a sea of many things one line/wave at a time!
Thank you so much, Linda. I remember that you also love water and the sea.
I’m a Cancer and grew up around the lakes of southern Michigan. Water is part of who I am yet I’m in the desert now. And miss the sea.
I like the sea, too.
You’ve created the feel of the tide’s ebb and flow with your words here Merril!
Thank you, Ingrid. 🙂
This is simply gorgeous, Merril. We are part of the water, aren’t we?
Thank you, Dale! Yes, we are!
My pleasure. And I believe it.
😊
This is beautiful and lush and calm. So lovely.
Thank you very much!
I hadn’t thought of climate change as a closing of the loop, but your point here is well made – another aeon long wet cycle may well lie ahead.
Thank you. Yes, who knows what will come–or if we’ll still be around?