From Ocean to Form

On a fogged in beach you found an abandoned fire.

In the sand you lay beside her,

this spontaneous companion

that embellishes the blue

like an unpredictable rendezvous

out of the cold breath of midnight.

An effervescent hue to be drawn to

against the stark ends of the line,

without landmarks, without time,

all else was obscure.

You hear fog horns moaning

their phantom communication offshore,

from a secluded position

with strewn wool and yak skin dampened

and a sleeping bag soon burnt at the end.

This encroaching fire

that eats into the future,

a damage not visible to comprehend.

Witness how tongues of flame

within two interlocking lips

are seamless as eternity slips

into stray strands becoming one unravelling.

The solitary road you were travelling

ultimately finds the sea,

the muse, the wellspring of poetry.

In the overlapping waves

like wayward debris

they’ll collide with each other

cold currents to warm

dark ocean to form

a home

just to be torn apart and to roam

over the landscape of what was formerly your own.

All those frayed memories

like remnants to cling to,

the past

like a raft in the relationship of floating

through doldrums, through static

tears awash in residue.

The rain soon threatens the coals,

all the dark shadows

the movement covered over

now coming through

motion pictures projected on

a kind of ampitheatre

like the night, each would disappear

into the other,

stars engulfed by the sand

dew surreptitious over the land

of slow waking disorientation.

Taking this hand, you head back east,

past the rusted artifacts of grief

towards the silent cracks in the sky,

where the light, now dim,

is slowly stoked again,

to spread over everything

that had been absently sleeping.


15 thoughts on “From Ocean to Form

  1. cindy knoke says:

    I think this is really good!

  2. The pinnacle of your work so far from my perspective.

  3. great photo. i like the line “cracks in the sky,”,,great name for a indie band

  4. This poem is leading up to something, Dominick. I’m reading these in reverse and can definitely see it.

  5. Getting itchy to write, myself! Thanks for the inspiration!

  6. Cara Olsen says:

    Dominick, so nice to meet you!

    My goodness, this poem is lovely, truly a pleasure to read. You manage well the fine blend of obscure and decipherable. Each word felt as though it was placed with forethought and consideration; though there is a wildness to your poetry that I very much like.

    Glad to have found you, too!

    ~ Cara

  7. WordsFallFromMyEyes says:

    I like the image, & then the flow of your words under it. I can almost hear that crack in the sky.

    Great stuff 🙂
    (I do love anything with an ocean theme though!)

    • domtakis says:

      Thank you very much, I appreciate how you experienced the poem. Ocean themes keep coming up, being on an island it helps to have a good relationship with it. Trying to avoid the fever!

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