In before times all was a dreaming sleep.
Awake, the days came; the forming colors
flew from atomic cosmoplasmic brew; first,
slithering like a great blue snake, came river,
calling down –then laying itself on– brown dust.
Oh seeds dance! Babies, lush, green, spring up
trying to return to heavenly slumber; then fall —
to begin again. And again. Then crawl from
fanciful union of dream, wake, river, and rust
tadpoles, meta-morphed into two-leggeds
who have been sojourning ever since…
Carrie is today’s host of The Sunday Muse.
I looked at Namushasha River Lodge on a map and immediately was impressed by the majesty of the river, which inspired this creation myth.
Using the map, the destination … a creative tour de force, Lisa! Cheers and Happy New Year.
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Helen, so glad you enjoyed the trip π Cheers!
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I love this Lisa! So many beginnings of life encompassed in the true circle of it all. A sojourn indeed. I love how you focused on the map to lead you. A wonderful poem Lisa!!
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Thank you very much, Carrie π
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Loved this poem Lisa! a most creative creation myth sprung from :
“a great blue snake, came river,
calling down βthen laying itself onβ brown dust. “
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Thank you, Laura. Much appreciated!
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Very interesting journey of thoughts Li.
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Thank you, Sadje.
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Youβre welcome Li
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Lovely write. And e njoyed the music as we.
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So glad you enjoyed them, Someone, thank you.
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Love this! Great sense of renewal/new creation.
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So happy you enjoyed the poem, wyndolynne π
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I picked place names off the map too. I love what you did with the prompt.
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Sherry, thanks much, I will make sure to check yours out π
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What a wonderful creation myth. Reminds me of the aboriginal songs.
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Beverly thank you very much.
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Parts of Africa are beautiful but the southern and up the middle are pretty dry. That doesn’t matter for poetry though, we can write what we feel from what we know.
I’ve been around in South Africa quite a bit but not to Namibia.
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Wow, Jim, good to learn more about you and your travels. What led you to those places?
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