I try to sleep
listening to the
wind brushing
through the boughs outside
Death-like…. the night moves by
Mind racing with
past nightmares
swish through
the soothing silence.
I catch the ferry-boat moon,
Sleep comes with a shush shush shush…
Dapples, yet
another unwelcoming drown.
The fur of the moonlight
Draws me to the same underwater Café
Filled with bottom-of-the-ocean blues…
Oh, the beautiful table in coral
pricks my eyes, many
Strobe in neon hues swim in…
The coffee that I order
comes
floating through the water at me,
But, the color? Alas! It's black as squid ink, once again!
I wake up, gasping. and switch on the TV
Far away in Andaman sea, there was a tsunami a few hours ago.
Waves crashed, bodies of human, seals, egrets rose
Water coiled back from the mounds of sand,
The clouds dispersed; a chapter closed. But,
all left me reeling under an ocean of blackness,.. fatigued.
Wonder, how dream manifests into premonition!
Written for Susan's : http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.in/2017/06/poets-united-midweek-motif-oceans.html
There are unfathomable disasters that cost thousands of
lives, and yet some people claim that they have premonitions that foretell
these catastrophic events. Are they real, I wonder.
A Fantasy... not real
I do believe some people are in touch with some sort of cosmic consciousness, unexplained and mysterious. Good write!
ReplyDeleteWow! "The fur of the moonlight
ReplyDeleteDraws me to the same underwater Café
Filled with bottom-of-the-ocean blues…"
The dreamer/reader is there in the ominous dark, right with the tsunami and its drownings.
A wondrous moment, Thanks for bringing it alive
ReplyDeleteA wonderfully visual poem. "Oh, the beautiful table in coral / pricks my eyes, many
ReplyDeleteStrobe in neon hues swim in…" My favorite lines.
The speaker certainly pulls the reader to journey with through "ocean of darkness". Brilliant write!
ReplyDeleteSadly not enough people are having that nightmare to make them aware of the danger to come. It is a pity we can't pass on dreams like posts on Facebook...but perhaps we can! Great poem Panchali.
ReplyDeleteSuch captivating imagery - you really brought the nightmare to life
ReplyDeleteAh! Those premonitions are mysterious and what can we say of them but that their reality is devastating.
ReplyDeleteThe dark imagery and the solemn tone give this poem a silent, seething power. It's beautiful in a way and becomes rueful in its tragedy.
-HA
wowow that surly makes one think and imagine
ReplyDeleteBikram's
Beautiful lines...this is very interesting!
ReplyDeleteI think we are all unconsciously connected, and so such things can come about. Very fantastical and dreamy writing.
ReplyDeleteThis really feels like an intimate picture of the ocean! Very metaphoric and mystical.
ReplyDeleteThe dreamer awakens to a nightmare.....vividly told, Panchali. My friend, would you please email me at wildwomantwo@gmail.com? I have a wee question.....thank you, Panchali.
ReplyDeletePlease check your mail, Sherry!Thank you....
Deletethe metaphor to the moon stole my heart... and place where it took broke my heart... and the premonition stopped my heart...
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