Seaward; Ecopoetry

I hear your voices
calling from your home
in the aquatic depths,
where seas undulate
in constant motion
steered by the moon.
 
My soul dives and
spins within your
hearts. I merge
in your silence
and rejoice in
the gift
that is the ocean.
 
O Wise Whale
your tears mix
with countless
others as you
survey the
destruction of
your briny birthplace.

O Great Reef
dwelling place
and protector
for so many,
your quiet
decline has not
gone unnoticed.

Stars gaze with
compassion and
patience hoping
that something
will shift and turn
the tides.

Gales whip along
the waves, pick up
the disquiet and
carry it to shore.

The Trees shudder
and the news
ricochets off the
mountains and
circles the globe.

Please join us at dVerse Poets as Grace makes a presentation on eco-poetry:  http://dversepoets.com/2016/01/26/poetics-ecopoetry/

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19 Comments

  1. This is so beautiful, Gayle. I loved and drank deeply every line.

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  2. I love how the voices ricochet from the sea to the shores to the trees ~ The inter-connection with and among nature and its creatures is deep ~ The destruction of one place affects the lives of others ~

    Lovely message Gayle ~

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  3. Beautiful. I was with you all the way and was especially touched with the last stanza. Trees shudder….wonderful image. Better still, the news ricocheting off mountains….So many times people write of and echo….I really like the word ricochet here. Well done!

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  4. I think this place us here as scavengers… really where we belong isn’t it? The tear of whales and the dying reefs… yes we are responsible.

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  5. This is absolutely breathtaking!! Great work Gayle 😀

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  6. A wise and very deep poem that really honors so many different facets of nature….I think that your poem shares the universality of these things, how one thing affects another – even if it is in some other part of the world.

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  7. I love the language of things changing as a “shift” in the tides. Oh, that we would listen as closely to that big, wise moon as the ocean does…

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  8. ShirleyB

     /  January 27, 2016

    Being a newcomer, I believe the standard of poetry here is amazing.
    Loved every part of this, especially

    ‘Gales whip along
    the waves, pick up
    the disquiet and
    carry it to shore.’

    poetry in motion!

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  9. I couldn’t stop imagining those stars gazing at the tons of plastic on the surface of our oceans.

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  10. This is so profound and the whales in their briny ocean having to witness such pollution and destruction. The poem cries out the concerns of nature.

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  11. I like how you address different aspects of the ocean ecology: the whales, the reef–and then how you tie in other environmental “characters,” the trees, the stars…great approach.

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  12. The power of nature surges within this piece…the ocean is a gift indeed…your poem is moving, Bodhi Rose.

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  13. Anonymous

     /  January 27, 2016

    A quiet cry for help very well expressed. Like how you spread the news by wind from the sea to the entire earth.

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  14. These are beautiful, sad lines. The ending is superb.

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  15. Suzanne

     /  January 27, 2016

    I feel this kind of pain too – it spurs me to speak my truth. The grief of whales, sea and trees is palpable now for those with ears to hear.

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  16. A graceful progression from the cries of the sea to their dissemination on land–lovely conception and presentation.

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  17. Whales SonGs
    never forget
    feeLinG SinGs
    connecting
    Fins
    friEnds
    aGaiN
    iN
    Ocean
    Seas..:)

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  18. I never thought about whales crying tears. Thank you for that imagery. It’s powerful.

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  19. these moving words seem to well up from the bosom of our Mother Earth…wish all were aware of the peril that’s consuming Her…

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