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BCii

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I wrote a poem. Aren't you surprised? :P

 

The Deep

 

Weightless, motionless,

Bright waves racing overhead.

Timeless, endless,

The surface I ever must tread.

 

I think I am dreaming.

 

I am weary of the waves,

Their froth and their fury.

I let myself relax.

Every bone and nerve, relax.

 

The light deepens

Through green,

And blue,

And darker blue.

 

I have attained the depths!

My flesh is cool, immobile.

Oh, less than that:

It's hardly even there.

 

I see the bumpy, ragged,

Stumpy, jagged creatures

Of tail and jaw, tooth and maw.

In spite of my disgust, I let them be.

 

I speak to the sea,

To the secret currents,

The hidden powers,

And they hear my voice.

 

Let every stagnant hole

And stinking grave,

And every shadowed hulk,

Forsake its filthy dead.

 

No longer shall they fall

And lie there, piling up

As banquets for the tailed mouths

That haunt these waters, multiplying.

 

A new, relentless wind arises.

It gathers up these horrors all

And carries them, up, up, away,

Until they reach the light of day.

 

While I, a tiny bubble now

Float where the currents go.

Yet all the while, I rise,

Approach the top and grow.

 

I think I have been dreaming.

 

I dreamed I made a change.

But what was I:

The swimmer or the sea?

Or just the merest bubble?

 

-BC

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Ooh, very nice. I think I must employ you as the Professional Source of Inspiration.

 

Are we all just the merest bubbles in a vast, infinite sea of time?

 

-Seran

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Sorry, I'm otherwise employed. But thanks for the sentiment!

 

My inspiration came from reading the first chapter of a book on self-hypnosis and conscious self-suggestion. I dunno if that came through, but I don't suppose it matters. The poem stands on its own. I'm glad it was able to provoke thought.

 

-BC

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... beauty.

 

That pretty much sums this up.

 

I'm stunned, BCii. The depth and height of this poem reaches beyond every deep sea crevasse imaginable and rises above the highest cloud, and my mind is sent reeling from the compelling imagery and symbolism. The rhythm and rhyme of the verses is hypnotizing, and you evoke the whole sensation of a spiritual journey to the point where I am the nameless character in the poem - I'm having palpitations even now. That final question is unbelievably powerful.

 

Of course, the tie-in to the current Bionicle storyline arc is obvious.

 

I could probably pick the whole poem apart down to every constituent component and drag in all sorts of psychological and implications, but I think I'll spare you and any other readers that nuisance.

 

I'm reminded of the fact that I still haven't reviewed your A Light Among The Shadows SS ... I seriously need to do that.

 

This is a piece of art, BCii. ^_^ I'm indescribably elated that you decided to share it.

 

/Tuan

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Gee, thanks, Tuan. I'm surprised that you used the term "art" to describe this poem, as it's just a lil' thing I wrote without a whole lot of thought. But yeah, my girlfriend is convinced I'm an artist, so maybe there's some truth to that analysis after all. It gives me great pleasure to know that somebody found meaning and beauty in something I wrote.

 

I've been thinking of doing a series of poems. The next one will probably be on an ice theme... Winter is finally blooming, and if there's anything that inspires me, it's nature's moods. :)

 

-BC

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