NaPoWriMo Day 21 - a sea story

For today's NaPoWriMo prompt see here. To write a poem from the viewpoint of a minor character from a fairy tale or myth was a challenge too far this early in the morning. However, my poem today comes from a picture accompanying a trance mix I was listened to as I wrote. I have tried to capture that point where myth, reality and dreams merge. It was a sort of stream of conscious. So, while not truly sticking to the prompt there is a shade of the idea there....a very tenuous one!

Sea Story

I know this place,

I have been here in my dreams,

seen this sea wash this shore

as the sun dips the horizon.

I remember the children’s voices

echoing across the miles

shrieking like the gulls,

circling the golden sky.

The tide rolls in a thunder,

my ears catch every nuance

as it speaks the language

of mermaids and lost cities

and back to when the world began.

I am hypnotised by its stories

and dream - reality and myth merge.

I am here. I know I am here

watching debris wash in, torn nets,

my life in broken pieces of wood,

floating, rhythmically turning

in the ebb and flow.

I taste the salt on my lips,

healing hurts only my dream hide;

the sea holds a promise

to wash away those dark places.

I kneel on the sand, sinking

into pools of icy loam, they rise

in threat, cover me, numbing me,

renewing me. I am whole again.

I know this place, this ancient sea,

I have been here before

I hear the voices of children

and recognise my own.