SEAHORSESAYS

As the poet who wrote this I interpret the poem "SEAHORSESAYS" as a profound exploration of the intricate connections between all life forms and the contrasting realities of the natural world and huma

 

this seahorseSays

  i love

my oceanMore

  each day

i mostly travel

by the gentleCurrents

watching myCitizens

of this great

 wetWorld swimming

like dreams

dreams as if above

a fisher-thing has cast

its net   though 

wetMinds are wetHearts

so we move

because and why

the great OceanMinds

are free to forgive

those enslaved by

air and wind

air and wind as fire

or lifeSource

  which by learned

wetGeniuses is called

blood   the non-fin

no-gill non-water

things which move above

;in all the vastness of

my world none are as those

 

mySelf (this poet) as life

-- the souls of all things

  see and have learned

to forgive and not hate

or grieve but leave no

salute but deep regrets

  to the dry land fools

called man

 

:: 02-25-2016 ::

Author's Note

Poet's Notes:

As the poet who wrote this I interpret the poem "SEAHORSESAYS" as a profound exploration of the intricate connections between all life forms and the contrasting realities of the natural world and human existence.

The seahorse, symbolizing wisdom and grace, passionately expresses its profound love for the ocean, its eternal abode. I attempted to beautifully highlight the seahorse's affinity for the gentle currents, allowing it to witness the captivating diversity of underwater inhabitants. These sea creatures, aptly referred to as "citizens" of the sea, gracefully swim akin to dreams, signifying the fluidity and freedom that exists in this realm.

Through the symbolic imagery of a fisherman's net, the poem metaphorically addresses the entanglements and limitations encountered in life's journey. However, the seahorse astutely recognizes that the oceanic minds possess a forgiving and unburdened nature, in contrast to human beings who are confined by the constraints of air and wind.

The references to air, wind, fire, and the life force, perceived by "learned wet geniuses" as blood, symbolically represent the vital energies that sustain existence. Here, the seahorse implies that although humans lack fins and gills, setting them apart from the aquatic domain, they remain intricately connected to it.

The concluding section unveils my identity, intertwining the very being with life itself and underscoring the profound interconnectedness of all souls. The seahorse acknowledges the capacity of all living entities to learn, forgive, and transcend hatred and grief. Nonetheless, i express and lament the limited comprehension and appreciation of this interconnectedness by humans, often regarded as "dry land fools."

In summary, "SEAHORSESAYS" delves into the themes of interconnectedness, the dichotomy between the natural world and human existence, and the potential for growth, forgiveness, and remorse. It serves as an invitation for introspection, urging readers to contemplate the intricate relationship between humanity and the vast ecosystem that surrounds us.

Reviews

[Coffee Vampier]

Don't know what to tell you you need a shirt. And since I'm from Washington I'm allowed to pass this out it's a -. Don't know why but need it. Message for full sentences.

[E.P. Robles]

I know...I know. Some of my poetry requires my gentle hand to guide readers. As the creator of this prose this is what i mean...

In the poem "this seahorseSays," I try to weave a tapestry of imagery and introspection, channeling the voice of a seahorse immersed in its watery domain. The poem brims with an ardent love for the ocean, deepening with every passing day. Through fragmented syntax and flowing enjambment, the seahorse's perspective comes alive, mirroring the rhythmic currents of the sea.

As a gentle traveler, the seahorse navigates the currents, beholding the denizens of the vast watery realm. These inhabitants, akin to ethereal dreams, swim gracefully, evoking a sense of awe. Yet, the seahorse's reverie is interrupted by the intrusion of a fisherman's net, an ominous reminder of the fragile balance within this aquatic paradise.

Metaphorical threads are interwoven as the seahorse contemplates contrasting elements—air, wind, fire, and the essence of life itself. It ponders the mystery of blood, the vital force that distinguishes beings moving outside the water. This contemplation accentuates the seahorse's unique perspective, observing the world above with a blend of curiosity and detachment.

The seahorse, embracing its role as a poet, becomes a conduit for the souls of all things, capturing their essence in verse. It advocates forgiveness and compassion over hatred and sorrow, embodying a profound wisdom that transcends boundaries. The seahorse laments the ignorance of those land-dwelling beings, whom it regards as "fools called man," highlighting the disparity between its enlightened worldview and their limited understanding.

In essence, "this seahorseSays" invites readers on a journey of reflection, urging them to cultivate empathy, forgiveness, and a reverence for the natural world. It serves as a poignant reminder of the interconnectedness of all life forms and the imperative to protect and cherish the diverse ecosystems that lie beyond the confines of human experience.

[Coffee Vampier]

A seahorse female has the hardest job
She falls in love and loses her spouse
After pregnancy
Then she does everything for a head beat
Him and her kids survive

The beauty of a man is the kindness
Of his spirit
But the beauty of a woman pregnancy
Some people believe that’s all the woman loves deeply
The muscles in her body work %100 of the time
And fights to eat and survive
But a seahorse know what loneliness and it’s the real work behind it all

The beauty of the man in love for him to accrue
There are many children
And some time more than one partner

When a seahorse dies and they have children
Other seahorses take over
The hardest part about this is it’s usually a past partner
He lives to fight for the woman


Sometimes the pain is just the romance
But a seahorse is protective and they usually die for their partner


The children attach but usually follow the dad
Sometimes the pain is the loss ones never had

The real romance is fixing this problem before it happens. The home of heaven always takes us if only we just try. The home isn’t the ocean but the stars it dances over and the beauty of the ballads. The music in the sky isn’t loud but we hear it in heaven. The beauty we have is our love and family.

[E.P. Robles]

In seas where seahorses roam and delve,
The tale of life is thusly told, itself.
A mother’s duty, a task so deep,
In realms where echoes softly seep.

A man’s beauty, in spirit light,
Burns fervently, in passion’s night.
Yet, a woman's charm, oft misconstrued,
Lies in life’s miracle, in motherhood pursued.

Her form, a shrine, power encased,
Bears life and love, with dignity graced.
Indeed, the seahorse knows of lonesome's weight,
In the ocean’s arms, cherishes love's fate.

Offspring many, lovers varied,
Life’s intricate weave, in sea is carried.
And when death calls, seahorses tread,
In changing roles, life’s dance is led.

Pain, the veil of romance, often worn,
Defending love, for which they’re torn.
In death’s shadow, new ties emerge,
As love’s currents in new directions surge.

Sometimes, absence cuts a wound so deep,
Yet, in its echo, new life peeps.
Existence's beauty, an endless waltz,
Is to foresee and heal love's faults.

Heaven's grandeur, more than a starry sea,
Is in the love we share, in unity.
Not just the ocean, but the celestial ballet,
Makes our home, in heart’s alley.

The cosmos' song, a mute serenade,
In our hearts reverberates, a timeless charade.
The profoundest beauty, the deepest spree,
Is in our shared love, our harmonious family.