INCEPTIONS STREAM

INCEPTIONS STREAM

A Poem by TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror
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" the bravest ones are pulled in by the undertow and eaten sweet by waters deep "

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as a current flows

erosion breaks and bows

the current compass bound

coursing the coastal crown

at last it spills into a restless sea

water divides and moves the shore

with channels quick to bank and restore

the simple watercourse repeats

as the world is shaped

a river to a stream


beneath the raging surface

embedded in depths wakeless

the soft mud ensures

long grass grows verdant

extending above into the torrent

we hold onto leaves flowing in the entwine

a habitat dwells in this open current

all existence of my kind

we populate the shoreline

maintaining the confines

since the river's inception

sustaining a water raging habitation


the very moment we can grasp a willow

the burden is upon us to never let go

the waterways rush high and low

a constant frame works the undertow

whispers travel to tell forbidden tales

fables of impetuous spirits and rebels

the adventurous who climb to the surface

then lost to the evils of a land too vast

the bravest attempt to swim as an outcast

pulled down to be eaten sweet by waters deep


despite the tales

a voice inside implores “let go”

the result either way a life sentence

to an endlessness into the nothingness

I will be just another fib for the storytellers

every moment to a free chance

will be worth death ‘s acquaintance

the waters deafening roar

the voice demanding freedom’s detour

the essence of life to believe in more

set me free

I let go

 

 

Terry D’Arcy-Ryan













© 2019 TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror


Author's Note

TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror
The first picture of the little girl I find her to be haunting and beautiful. I know these statues hold no life or do they? They are alive inside we just cant see and they wish only one thing to be free from the waters. A moment of life to breath in the air and feel the sun is worth your very existence.
If you are still reading thank you and God Bless


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Everything within life is life within everything.
This poem expresses well how often people spend their entire life wanting for freedom without ever realizing the already have it.
wonderful poetry as always.

Posted 2 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

2 Years Ago

Yes, is exactly. We are reluctant to live. Thank you
Seems almost to hold a life of its own, words describe a time of long ago, living beneath the sea, feel like they are free;-]

Posted 5 Years Ago


It's beautiful. "...all existence of my kind survive by holding to the bottom of the water’s shore...elders tell tales..." I once imagined the depth of the sea in letters too. "My dangerous twin" wanting to build edifices, light up deep waters' bed and energize its own kind at my own expense. the resulting image was that of "wickedness". I prefer your tale, though it will be second to Frans Lantings' TED talk. it resonates mental toughness. It also has a movie air to it. thanks

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Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Alao Taiwo, it was strange to write about water I am in the middle of the Desert. Although I liked .. read more
almost like a world of it`s on,we seek to know and understand..the last photo is the one the future civilivation will be looking at about us,lol

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Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Hey Wordman, I know isn't that something a couch potato. I love the 1st picture and i enjoyed writi.. read more
 wordman

6 Years Ago

my pleasure
Just another fib for a story-teller.... This had an almost stunted flow to it, both gracious and slightly unforgiving... Hints of melancholy, but liquid, as in it does not settle in any given shape... It just is.

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Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Silente, it has been my experience that story tellers often draw a picture when telling a tale the g.. read more
Chase Dylan

6 Years Ago

Hah, well... I guess a blank liquid template and some defiant indifference can create some astoundin.. read more
I love the ruins and the poem is great thanks for sharing the lovely talent.

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Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Roxane, I m glad you liked it.
Thank you for the Review

Sheer Terror
Amazing photos and words my friend. The words honest and the artwork beautiful and filled with mystery. Thank you for sharing the amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote

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Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Coyote, I appreciate your stellar review Thank You

Sheer Terror
Coyote Poetry

6 Years Ago

You are welcome my friend.

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Added on October 17, 2017
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TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror

PHOENIX, AZ



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When I was a young girl I was your average Tomboy. I lived to watch Star Trek the only thing that could take me away from the voyages of the Star Ship Enterprise was playing Baseball with the boys. .. more..

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