dVerse: New Beginnings

moon-boat

It’s Pleasant Enough

You and I fell
into this notion of newness,
me tucked into your fluid
surface of thought,
floating away easy as
water-logged idleness,
and you’re a reflection
in the eyes of stars, I say,
and I’m a silhouette,
or a ripple in the bathtub.
It’s all very new,
new as your touch;
it’s a picnic
or a storm,
or a swell,
and I hang my arm
over the side of the boat,
swirling circles of air
and treading gravity.
We know that nowhere
is perfect, but this
newness is pleasant enough.

 

 

written for dVerse: New Beginnings

. Artwork by Jim & Lynn Lemyre

12 responses to “dVerse: New Beginnings”

  1. I am floating with the newness and swirling circles of air ~ Yes, the lightness can be pleasant enough ~

    Superb response Misky ~ Thanks for joining us ~

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  2. “it’s a picnic
    or a storm,
    or a swell”

    …I am LOVING the way you are spilling words, Misky. LOVE.

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  3. There is soooo much gorgeous imagery in this: “me tucked into your fluid surface of thought,” “floating away easy as
    water-logged idleness,” “you’re a reflection
    in the eyes of stars,” and I could go on but I would just end up quoting the whole entire thing….every line is a gem…..one after another. So brilliant 🙂

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  4. We know that nowhere
    is perfect, but this
    newness is pleasant enough.

    What a perfect conclusion… just for sake of newness. Maybe that’s why a new year feels like an opportunity.

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  5. Like Bjorn, these lines struck me most:

    We know that nowhere
    is perfect, but this
    newness is pleasant enough.

    It’s beautiful.

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  6. kaykuala

    We know that nowhere
    is perfect, but this
    newness is pleasant enough.

    With all the goings-on, on the world stage, whatever little can be achieved is a realization of efforts done.

    Hank

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  7. I love the entire poem but these are my favorite lines:-
    and I hang my arm
    over the side of the boat,
    swirling circles of air
    and treading gravity.
    We know that nowhere
    is perfect, but this
    newness is pleasant enough.

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  8. Sometimes your words just carry me away….and this is one of those times. I’m struck by a relationship, just in its beginnings….the easiness of letting one’s hand lie over the rim of the boat and just swirling in the waters…the easiness of it. Newness can be bliss……and then I jump to the thought that sometimes that is the same feeling in a relationship that has weathered storms and joys and comes to a place where one can simply be….pressures to impress gone. Well…..maybe that’s a kind of newness too?

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    1. I suspect there’s newness in everything, even the process of ageing is different day by day, ache by ache, and therefore a new experience. 🙂

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  9. “you’re a reflection
    in the eyes of stars”
    Love this…..and every other line of your poem, Misky.
    A wonderful interpretation of the artwork. Newness is exciting whether it’s a “picnic” or a “storm” and for the latter, perhaps a good distraction.

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  10. ah…newness is a bliss indeed even if it doesn’t work…there’s a fresh lease of life there…beautifully penned…

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