Ebb and Flow

Life is a path between the stars.
Tantrums at two were not my youth,
long before those days
cicadas nested in cedar trees.

Old age will not be defined
by creaking limbs and bleached bones.
I will float with abandon,
as myriad shades of liquid blue.

I shall become the ocean wide
waves crashing upon the rocks
seeping in and out,
among the sands of time.

The lunar tug shall continue me
and my waters shall lap the earth.

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Abhra hosts dVerse Poets’ Pub, Tuesday Poetics and asks us to answer the question, what would you like to be reborn as or return as?
Photos: from Bermuda, myriad shades of blue!
Interesting fact: cicadas were dependant on Bermuda Cedar trees for their survival, and when the cedar forests died in the 1940s, the cicadas began to quickly disappear. They are now extinct.

47 thoughts on “Ebb and Flow

    • lillian February 2, 2016 / 9:01 pm

      So very glad you like it! 🙂

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  1. glacial caramel(s) February 2, 2016 / 9:11 pm

    “Old age will not be defined
    by creaking limbs and bleached bones.
    I will float with abandon,
    as myriad shades of liquid blue.”

    YES

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:04 am

      What’s that old phrase, “age is a state of mind?” Would that it be so! 🙂

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  2. Grace February 2, 2016 / 9:24 pm

    I am envious of your gorgeous photos ~ Love the ending couplet but this part just resonated strongly with me:

    I will float with abandon,
    as myriad shades of liquid blue.

    Strong connection with mother nature ~ Thanks for sharing Lillian ~

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:06 am

      Thank you,Grace. When in Bermuda, we are surrounded by the wonders of Mother Nature! 23.5 miles long and at its widest, 2.5 miles. The coastal line is truly stunning.

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  3. whimsygizmo February 2, 2016 / 9:31 pm

    Oh, heavens. I love this so much I actually just moaned out loud.
    **embarrassed pause**

    That second stanza is FANTASTIC. I love water so much. So.Much.

    Do you live in Bermuda? (If so, this indigo-stained desert girl is GREEN with envy.)

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:08 am

      We actually live in Boston — but last year, we discovered Bermuda and lived here for the month of February. Liked it so very much that we are now in a rental apartment with a deck that overlooks the harbor of St. George’s — and we are here for all of February and March. This is their winter 🙂 Very few tourists – no cruise ships – and the daily weather is in the mid-60s to about 72. Beautiful!
      So very glad you liked the poem….

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      • whimsygizmo February 3, 2016 / 10:59 am

        You guys are geniuses! We do a similar thing, if not as delightfully long. It’s about 110 degrees in Southern Nevada in the summer, so we escape to Lake Tahoe for about a month. We also get there for Spring Break, and Thanksgiving. It keeps me sane. 😉

        Your photos are fantastic, and I am still green with jealousy…though it’s a nice crisp, blue 32 degrees here this morning. 🙂

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  4. Mary February 2, 2016 / 9:48 pm

    Ah, I do think that if I wished to become someTHING in nature it would indeed be an ocean wave! The ebb and the flow…you have described it so well. (And boo hiss to old age! Smiles.)

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:10 am

      So glad you connected with this one, Mary. Yes, boo hiss to old age indeed — I always say (see my About) that I’m in my rejuvenatement period (never say retirement). Someone once said I should start a rejuvenator’s movement! 🙂

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:11 am

      Thank you, Sherry. To me, this is arms wide open, right? The ocean wide…. So very glad you liked it!

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  5. Abhra February 2, 2016 / 10:20 pm

    Thanks for joining and mentioning the facts as well. It helped me reach the heart of your poem. Beautifully done. I loved the effect of path between stars.

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:12 am

      Thank you, Abhra. I enjoyed your prompt — and so nice to meet you!

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  6. Bodhirose February 2, 2016 / 10:53 pm

    What beautiful photos, Lillian, lots of shades of blue! I especially loved your second verse and that ending couplet.

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:13 am

      …and it really looks like this! 🙂 So very glad you enjoyed the poem. Happy I am this morning, sipping my first cup of coffee in this beautiful place.

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      • Bodhirose February 3, 2016 / 11:17 am

        Lucky you! Enjoy your time there, Lillian.

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:15 am

      So glad you liked it Bjorn. Yes, well, last year this time Boston was well under the ultimate pile up of 108 inches of snow! Right now, they’re clear ground and getting colder again. Winter here in Bermuda is a balmy mid-60s to 72 during the day and beautiful scenery all around. “Frozen sea” – now there’s a topic for a poem! 🙂

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  7. rythaephua February 3, 2016 / 3:32 am

    “The lunar tug shall continue me
    and my waters shall lap the earth”

    my favorite lines, nice one.

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:17 am

      I debated so long on the first of these two lines….lunar “spell,” “tug,” “pull,” “effect,” Finally settled on “tug” as in similar to love “tugging” at my heart…
      Your reply tells me I made the right decision. Smiling I am. Very glad you liked the piece!

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      • rythaephua February 4, 2016 / 2:24 am

        Smiling right back at you, lillian. It’s my pleasure.

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  8. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) February 3, 2016 / 4:42 am

    Oh, lovely!

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:17 am

      Thank you, Rosemary. Bermuda (we’re here for all of February and March) is quite the poetic muse! 🙂

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 6:18 am

      Ah….sipping my morning coffee, looking out at these Bermudean blues, and thinking exactly as you’ve written. So glad to evoke these words….Thank you! 🙂

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  9. navasolanature February 3, 2016 / 7:35 am

    Beautifully written and the images.Certainly a well stitched poem! I like the way you bring in the cicadas. Wonder what they might have been reborn as or what happens to extinct species.

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 8:48 am

      So glad you enjoyed. I do know there are Cicadas in the US….here in Bermuda many were also devoured by the Kiskade birds. Their cicada hummmm lives on in the kis-ka-dee song! 😊

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      • navasolanature February 3, 2016 / 10:57 am

        Islands can be quite unique in wildlife and badly affected. We’ve just been lucky to take a trip to the Azores. Bermuda some day!

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  10. writersdream9 February 3, 2016 / 8:19 am

    To have the fluidity of the sea, to offer sustenance to all life. That would be great, Lovely poem!

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  11. georgeplace2013 February 3, 2016 / 11:52 am

    “and my waters shall lap the earth” This is just a beautiful poem.

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 2:36 pm

      Thank you so much. Very happy that you like it!

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  12. ShirleyB February 3, 2016 / 1:51 pm

    Terrific poem. The flow is impeccable (no pun intended!).

    ‘The lunar tug shall continue me
    and my waters shall lap the earth.’

    Yummy.

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    • lillian February 3, 2016 / 2:37 pm

      Thank you, Shirley. So very happy you liked it! 😊

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  13. kanzensakura February 3, 2016 / 9:05 pm

    I would miss the cicadas. We have so many here in this area of the South. I would like to come back as a body of water as well – ocean, secluded pond, lake….just be water. This connected with my soul. Beautiful.

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    • lillian February 4, 2016 / 6:29 am

      Happy I am to read your reply, after watching a beautiful sunrise. We still have cicadas in the US – their noise when they get going is quite something!

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      • kanzensakura February 4, 2016 / 2:33 pm

        I love that sound. It brings back wonderful childhood memories and later memories. They are really cool critters too. Look like aliens but so gentle.

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      • lillian February 4, 2016 / 5:05 pm

        Mmm…would that we could make a particular distinct human sound – same for everyone – to suggest contentment. Like the cicada or the purr of the cat. We do have laughter but it’s tone can send different messages!

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  14. katiemiafrederick February 6, 2016 / 12:04 am

    Gravity.. perhaps Nature’s oldtest SonG..
    and a cure for aGinG bones.. muscles..
    tendons.. ligaments.. iS playing
    wITh gravity and not against
    it.. art of gravity.. floating
    humans terrestrial oN
    land of marshmallow
    comfort.. wheRe ground
    becomes a dance floor
    gliding feet come
    one with
    Earth
    and gRain
    of SAnd
    BuTTerfly
    SinGs iN
    human
    feat
    oF
    feetONE..:)

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