For mercy.

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“Flower Clouds” by Odilon Redon.

An epilogue of a vista

in father’s ocean eyes;

the echo of the dream

fallen in conniption

a chrysalis of fuckery

at the mind-felt waves

in ice welts;

torturing

in a quasi-silencing of shame

as the wind blows the sail,

riffs on the skin,

witnessing the passivity of the shore

in winter carver;

something in your eyes

makes me want to forget,

in the early morning mist

concise, in late abject

flower clouds

in fragile dissensus

in the unfertilized wild,

far beyond the waiting sand

now onto dark eyeless waves

that seek the strait of death.

 

The cherry branch in requiem

in the mirror of the shore,

your mind

benumbed

in the prelude of footfall

and silence that

presses the skull of sea cliffs

forgotten

by the breast of the albatross,

leaving me the fuck alone;

and I remember the waves

depending on the atavism

rived with blood,

and robbed in shadows

of dreams; mourned,

the ocean wells

rising with white leer

through death

coming through

the womb of portend

in the blue birches

with a shell; a daughter of clam

endured the sea,

caught in loneliness

of dark, and beg

for mercy,

for mercy.



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55 replies

  1. Simply beautiful writing….what a crazy imagery.

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  2. I feel I should already have started my own little notebook labelled ‘glossary for Lucy’s poems’. I must admit at times I was drowning in this one a little, but well worth the journey! Some amazing use of language which makes this poem both difficult (for mere mortals such as myself) and a bit special; the use of the ‘f’ words were surprisingly dramatic, and probably have more/less impact depending which side of the pond you read this from, (which I suppose is another interesting facet of interpretation of poetry). The one phrase I really couldn’t get my head around was winter ‘carver’. I interpret ‘carver’ as knife; is there another meaning my shallow existence has not yet discovered? The use of ‘leer’ as in ‘rising with white leer’ is interesting too, is this the ocean leering with the menace of death, or am I barking up the wrong tree, which brings me onto the last point, was there a significance in the choice of colour for the ‘blue’ birches?
    Sorry to be a pain, but I really enjoyed the poem, and I just wanted to make sure I understood it correctly ! Thank you, Paul

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    • Hahaha! There is always time to start that glossary at this rate. 😉
      I really appreciate your feedback on this poem. I love the analyzation along with your thoughts on the piece. I always enjoy reading other’s thoughts and critiques on my poems.

      First, carver was interpreted correctly; I wanted the imagery to slice like a knife in regards to the sea/ocean theme I’ve already established.

      Your second interpretation is as well correct. I was more or less inspired by the artwork accompanying my piece; and I had a few ideas on the comparison of the ocean, and getting lost in it (more or less metaphorically). There is the menace of death, along with grief as major themes throughout the poem. In fact, it’s a major theme in a manifold of my poems, quite honestly.

      Now, for the last point, I don’t believe I had a specific significance in choosing the color for the birches. I suppose it can be germane to the blue of the sea or ocean, but more likely I may have wanted a pattern in the words, being as they both start with the letter ‘B’ as a consonant.

      You were not a pain at all. You had it all down with the meaning and interpretation. Thank you for your feedback, Paul. It is greatly appreciated.

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  3. Hmm 🤨 this poem has a melancholy feel to it, like there is more to it than stated. Just how I read it. 🙂🌊

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  4. The images within your poetry are quite startling, gripping and dark. It goes well with the gray, rainy and cold of my Monday. Great stuff, Lucy!

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  5. beautiful.. shared it here..

    https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/05/18/for-mercy-lucy-lucys-works/

    i know I just shared one of yours but this was too good to pass by without givin’ it at least a little of the love back that clearly went into writing it. Cheers! 🙂

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  6. this made me tear up. especially at the repetition of the final line. a testament to your poetic power.

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  7. Beautiful art and writing ……

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  8. I love how beautifully water-themed this is and how you draw metaphors through the different feels of the ocean.

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  9. This is so beautiful. It exposed my limited vocabulary again, though.

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  10. Loved it! 😊👏🏼

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  11. You often stun me not just with the quality of what you produce, but with the sheer volume of it. You’re remarkably prolific.
    I’m a much, much slower writer.

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    • Aww, thank you so much, my friend. ❤️
      I think writing slowly is better; it gives much more time for revisions and edits; and really just putting your soul in there too in the final product. It also keeps your readers on their feet! 😁

      It’s why I appreciate your work very much. So much emphasis and touching words that move me. It is the sheer emotion that is penned at its own pace that especially makes it beautiful.

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      • That’s just the thing, Lucy, it isn’t always like that. I was recently just talking with a friend regarding how much I overly-edit my compositions.
        I usually write a poem in less than an hour, but can spend days editing, paring off, changing various aspects of the poem until it no longer has much in common with the very sentiments that inspired it.
        Simultaneously, certain textures of my writing can only be produced by long and strenuous exercises of editing. As with everything, equilibrium is central to achieving veritable advancements to the craft.

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