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Tender Lullabies



The rise and fall of the gentle waters
lull me into the dark stillness of my secret place.
A voice lays siege, spilling terms of endearment
as fragrant and intoxicating as rose petals.
Ferried into the blue under an eclipsed moon
by the mummer of tender lullabies.

Tender Lullabies



The rise and fall of the gentle waters
lull me into the dark stillness of my secret place.
A voice lays siege, spilling terms of endearment
as fragrant and intoxicating as rose petals.
Ferried into the blue under an eclipsed moon
by the mummer of tender lullabies.

comments (21)

  • VZ
  • Atlanta, United States
  • 24 Feb 2008, 02:50
…in the deep of darkness of the southern night
the waves of blue roll over to the other side
carrying distant echoes of the quiet songs
about hidden dragons and gentle things
about wide green fields and wild winds…
  • aussie
  • teenage sitting
  • 24 Feb 2008, 04:03
Lovely abstact and poem Kathryn
  • Jewlya
  • United States
  • 24 Feb 2008, 05:39
Very soft capture Kathryn. Lovely.
  • chad
  • Great Britain (UK)
  • 24 Feb 2008, 07:54
There was an old lady from Wapping...

Beautiful poem, Kathryn and a scerene image to accompany it. Who wrote this?
Kathryn: Thank you, Chad. I wrote it.
  • anniedog
  • Great Britain (UK)
  • 24 Feb 2008, 09:53
Your poem and image work so well together. I can just imagine myself being drawn into those deep waters....
Ingrid
Could almost be grains in wood, but a much more ephemeral rippling is clearly evident.
  • vintage
  • australia
  • 24 Feb 2008, 11:43
LOve the lullabie
  • Tracy
  • Great Britain (UK)
  • 24 Feb 2008, 15:37
I agree with Ingrid your poem is apt to your shotsmile
  • Philine
  • Germany
  • 24 Feb 2008, 16:18
Never before I heard the word "lullabies", but reciting slowly your lulling words I understand their sense and their sound, and I could imagine to become a child again and to fall in sleep! The blue waters are the paper where you have written your poem on, so that your picture and your words are one!
The blue waters lets the thoughts further streaming to the sky, and I wouldn't wonder if they would transform to the blue sky...,for phantasy, evoced by such lullabies, has no limits!(read VZ' lovely poem!)
Blue is the favourite colour of the German Romantic Poetry, therefore I would like to write the following poem of Clemens Brentano on your waterblue tinted paper:
"Hörst du, wie die Brunnen rauschen?
Hörst du, wie die Grille zirpt?
Stille, stille, laß uns lauschen,
Selig, wer in Träumen stirbt;
Selig, wen die Wolken wiegen,
Wem der Mond ein Schlaflied singt!
O! wie selig kann der fliegen,
Dem der Traum den Flügel schwingt,
Dass an blauer Himmelsdecke
Sterne er wie Blumen pflückt:
Schlafe, träume, flieg, ich wecke
Bald dich auf und bin beglückt."
Kathryn: Philine, your comment is so very encouraging for me in regards to both the image and the poem. You are right, the words and the image are one. They were conceived as one and nourished by the same inspiration. If my poem and my photograph evoke fantasy and imagination in even one person, then I will have considered my endeavor successful.

Clemens Brentano's poem that you've written on my waterblue paper is beautiful I love it so much that I translated it (I am enrolled in my 4th German class and the practice was good for me). Would you be so kind as to see that my translation captures the essence of the poem?

Do you hear the sound of the wells?
Do you hear the crickets chirp?
Quiet, quiet let us listen.
Blessed, who dies while dreaming;
Blessed, who the clouds sway,
To whom the moon sings a lullaby!
Oh how blessed is the one whose
dreams move his wings,
That from the blue ceiling of heaven
picks stars like flowers:
Sleep, dream, fly, I will wake
you soon and be delighted.
  • tim
  • leeds, uk
  • 24 Feb 2008, 19:40
lovely poem to go with the rather dreamlike image Kathryngrin
  • Bill Phillips
  • Droitwich.. been a dull old day
  • 24 Feb 2008, 20:07
I may be hallucinating in my old age but a third of the way up this picture is a face just under the surface of the water going across the shot. The face is laughing...but it is not a laugh of happiness. oooer!
  • Ellie
  • at home
  • 25 Feb 2008, 00:22
Perfect picture to go with those words.

I can see the face too, but not laughing
  • Astrid
  • the Netherlands
  • 25 Feb 2008, 05:32
Love the poem and you did very well with the picture, they just are mixed in one....
Lovely poems from both you and also Philine.
Beautiful work and well worth doing.
I can see the face in the picture as well.

John
  • Louis
  • South Africa
  • 25 Feb 2008, 08:27
I have unearhed my picture of the entrance of Hades and may put it up next week. The entrance is right on the sea - which is why this pic reminded me of that one smile

Excellent water picture.
makes me wonder off
Very abstract this one K, cant make my mind up.
  • PhotoSam
  • London, U.K.
  • 25 Feb 2008, 18:39
simplistic but soothing...
  • Paul
  • 25 Feb 2008, 20:51
I could stare at this for ages Kathryn - lovely words too
  • Chris
  • Isle of Wight UK
  • 25 Feb 2008, 20:56
Very restful Kathryn smile
  • Kay
  • United States
  • 26 Feb 2008, 03:23
Lovely words and beautiful picture. The blueness of the water is very gentle to me, Kathryn. Very well done.

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