On the Ambient Sea

The years slip away,

like ending a day,

and when the sun sets

no-one will know.

Your dice were tossed

at an unknown cost

for the amount will be written

on the tag on your toe.

Yes, you can speed up the process

by cutting your losses.

But hell,

what fun would that be?

For the elements of chance assigned to this game

was written on the wind and bound in a name.

Then the name was forgotten by the mystics of old

for their ship had sunk into the Ambient Sea.

D. Thurmond / JE Falcon

09-13-2021

Reviews

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

I think your poem is a powerful reflection on the passage of time and the uncertainty of life. You use language in a creative and evocative way, and I particularly enjoyed the imagery of the dice being tossed and the name being forgotten by the mystics of old.

Your poem seems to suggest that life is a game of chance, and that we are all subject to the whims of fate. However, it also suggests that there is something beautiful and mysterious about the unpredictability of life, and that we should embrace this uncertainty rather than trying to control or manipulate it.

[JE Falcon]

Sorry for the delayed reply, it's been one of those months. --- I feel that poems of this type need to be unpredictable & searching for answers, so, you are right on many levels. --- Thanks.

[S.zaynab.kamoonpury]

Woah the tag eh, the corpse tag gahh. A great poem in sombre wry tones adding to its soulful feel. Its a poem you can imagine being played with a violin. Kudos!

Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.

[JE Falcon]

LOL, thanks, I was thinking of a Base Saks :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

in the morgue, our bodies tagged...maybe we are labeled there as to who we were and what we accomplished...let us hope the tag is too big to fit anywhere else but the big toe.
At least then, we might have done something worth remembering us by.
nice work, JE,
j.

[JE Falcon]

Thanks, Jacob, and in a way you are right. ---Sometimes I think of the morgue as the place we go to be No More and that the tag is something we've written that lingers on. It's a stretch but what the Hey. :)