poetry & short story author – artist & nature lover
loneliness spills over my lips
my sight smeared,
my tongue slows
emptiness surrounds me
some part of me is missing
my wings lift, then fail
I cry out, “where are you?!”
“hear my soul-yearn!”
I lift my barren pen
it sinks beneath heavy waves
tossing and turning, I
search for any flotsam
a raft of debris to hold on to
I float, I sink,
I am laid waste and ruined
all broken ankles and swollen fingers
I long for the ocean floor
just as much as I ache
for the rising sun
the gravel between my eyelids shifts
“lift me and carry me
near to your breast!”
…please..
the sand listens, impartial
I howl, I moan, I am silent
alone
tara caribou | ©2021
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This is beautiful! It literally gave me goosebumps!
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Thank you so much for reading and the kind comment.
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Evocative. Nice job.
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Thank you so much for the nice comment.
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Gutpunch. Oof.
This, I feel on a physical level.
You’re such a talented woman.
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Thanks for reading, though I disagree with your last statement. I wish you DIDN’T feel. I wish none of us did.
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Visceral and heartbreaking! One of your best.
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Thank you, as always, for reading and your nice comments, Tom.
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This one of those you read and feel you’ve experienced something real… quite remarkable the thing you’ve done with words.
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Thank you Eric. That comment means the world to me.
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Beautiful title & amazing lines….
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Thanks Navin. I almost didn’t title it because I’m terrible with titles… but thank you for reading.
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You’re welcome, Tara….title suits your amazing lines ✨
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So heart-rending, the reader truly feels the grit and the pain…
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Thanks for your kind words, Chris.
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I long for the ocean floor
just as much as I ache
for the rising sun
I feel that. Awesome words
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Thank you Violette. It means a lot to me that you can understand what I mean.
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Amazing poetry.
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Thank you so much. I really appreciate that.
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It saddens me and evoked the motherly love in me.
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Oh Cassa. Your kind and sweet heart shines through every time.
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You pen emotions vividly and from a deep spring of your heart, it is impossible not to be touched. 💚
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Oh you…
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Stunning Gorgeous lines!!
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Thank you so very much.
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Howling like a wolf without a pack. and none to answer.
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Maybe one or two answering howls wayyy off in the distance…
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Well, from the number of comments, I think so.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Tara Caribou – A howling
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❤
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“I long for the ocean floor
just as much as I ache
for the rising sun”
This is such a nice and loaded line.
You’re on a roll. I need me some of that muse juice!
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Thanks OD. I’m glad those lines could resonate with you. 💕
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often the ache of loneliness seems like my closest friend. often my only friend. this seemed way too familiar – there is a fine line between solitude and loneliness, sometimes no line at all …
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Solitude, I like. Loneliness, I do not.
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I’ve just found your blog, and I’m wondering why I’ve never seen your work before! As someone else said, gut-punch. Thank you for sharing your art.
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Thanks for stopping by and checking my work out. I appreciate it.
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You know how to bring out happy and sad effortlessly. Really admire that about your work!
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I just speak my heart.
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Well … I like the way your heart speaks.
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Thank you my friend.
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This evoked powerful imagery in my head.
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That’s wonderful! I’m glad you could visualize it.
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