Dolphin dream

Like white-foamed waves that break on lonely beaches. Like the wind’s song where no one hears the wind. They beckon us, I know, but to no purpose –The old forgotten things of humankind.

‘Remembrance’ – From Cofio – Waldo Williams

~ ~ ~

In my dream, dolphins played in a friendly sea.

Their joy swelled my heart.

I clapped my hands,

applauding their display and immediately,

they were stilled,

their searching eyes fixed on mine.

In that fleeting moment,

that  recognition of something other than myself,

all my senses were aware of

the ‘other’ in me,

the ‘other’ in them.

~ ~~


A Welsh word for habitat or place. A place where a being feels it ought to live, where nature around you feels right and welcoming.

Painting -Dolphin Dream – Teri Flynn * Masked Native

13 thoughts on “Cynefin

  1. Cynefin … a great word…”the other in me…the other in them”. I’m always looking for this where ever I find myself.
    And I agree with Chloe. Thank you, Teri, for the warming beauty!


  2. I am enjoying your work. I look forward to getting to know you though your words. The other inhabits a poet’s words. You provide a space for it to be reconginzed.

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  3. Thank you so much for looking at so many of my posts, and for the wonderful comment you paid me above. I appreciate your presence and look forward to reading more of your posts too.


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