Water,
rippled in the breeze,
curled edges running quickly to sharp sand,
changing the shape
of this strand,
where bare white crabs
sleep in shallow,
sun-warmed,
salty pools,
where flesh pink shells glisten
like jewels and
raucous sea-gulls
swoon
in a summer-blue sky.
Where Oyster Catchers ride the tide
inches above foam crested waves that break,
the way they always do.
My shadow, cast on seaweed covered rocks, will change, and change, and change.
Welcome home said the sea.
In the muddied mix of life, my footprints finding a trough of fertile silt.
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Shape Shifting © 2014 Teri Flynn @ Masked Native
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There is a gazebo at the end of the garden. It overlooks the estuary. When the tide is in, sea water pools around seaweed covered rocks. The sound is peaceful, meditative. I drink an early morning coffee, listen to the birds singing morning songs, watch a spider spin his fragile life between timber beams above my head. Even in the harshest of winters, the rise and fall of tides, sun-light on water, movement of sky, cloud, moon and stars, allows an awareness of nature behind the mask of perceived reality. I offer my words and pictures in celebration and gratitude to God, for allowing me a glimpse behind the mask.
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Bio: Teri Flynn was born in Wales of Welsh and Irish Parents. Educated in England, she moved to Co.Waterford, Ireland in 1997 where her Poetry has since appeared in “The Turning Tide” – an anthology of new writing from Co.Waterford. “Southward” The Journal of the Munster Literature Centre and “Imagine” The Tallow Writers Group quarterly review. Her poetry appears in “Sticky Orchard”, a group effort with Alan Garvey, Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill and grant assisted by Waterford County Council’s Arts Grant Scheme. “Listening To The Grass Grow” with Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill was published by Edward Power at Rectory press and most recently, in ‘Murmurings’, Remembering Anthony O’Neil, with Jim O’Donnell and Alan Garvey.
Her poem Queen Of The Sea was included in the Chesapeake Exhibition at RUH, Bath, 2011. Figurehead Carver, Andy Peters. Photographic display of Ship’s Figurehead Carvings by Richard Sibley – http://www.tallshipsgallery.com
A themed display of her oil paintings and poems entitled Cynefin, were on display in Waterford during The Imagine Festival in 2017. Cynefin-pronounced kuh-nev-in is a Welsh word meaning habitat or place. A place where a being feels it ought to live, where nature around you feels right and welcoming.
Beaches are the best right?The sand castles,the waves,the sunset,the crabs running,a really special place right?
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Good for walking and thinking too.
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Wonderful Teri…I could feel the salt and sand between my toes this morning.
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Thank you Jana, going barefoot on sand, grass or stone, should be prescribed for the health of body and mind. I was also thinking of the muddied mix of our life experiences, sometimes very hard to manage at the time, but in retrospect, prove to be the fertile silt for our growth.
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Teri, i am always inspired by the words you share, there is always a certain pleasant imagery that comes to life in such a soothing way…it has to be your precious selfless heart and spirit…but it is wonderful to share moments with you always!
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Thank you Wendell, your words bring a lightness to my heart.
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My shadow, cast on seaweed covered rocks, will change, and change, and change.
Welcome home said the sea.
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<Such sparkling emotional imagery.
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Thank you Steven. Writing down the bones of emotional imagery, sometimes an answer is found in the image re-created.
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