Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Anchored Here

http://dversepoets.com/2011/08/09/open-link-night-4/

The sun hovers low,
like a helicopter parent.
The ocean glistens,
from the light.
Lobster pots decorate the water,
like berries on a flat pancake.
Bridges of yesterday,
erect in my mind.
Play, rewind,
the chatter is loud,
even though I am anchored
in the moment.
Even though I am grateful for today.
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87 comments:

  1. AdrienneAugust 9, 2011 at 4:46 PM

    Sigh....nostalgia....

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  2. Brian MillerAugust 9, 2011 at 5:07 PM

    like a helicopter parent...smiles. some lovely touches...if only we could anchor those moments...smiles...

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  3. LouiseAugust 9, 2011 at 5:17 PM

    'the chatter is loud' ..yep. *sigh* Lovely poem.

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  4. ClaudiaAugust 9, 2011 at 5:43 PM

    the bridges of yesterday, playing rewind...i know what you mean...happened to me just lately in a very unexpected moment...being anchored in the moment is a beautiful pic ayala

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  5. DaydreamerAugust 9, 2011 at 5:45 PM

    Beautiful. Sometimes we can try to re-live the [ast that we enjoyed but, there is no going back. There is only the now that matters.
    This says it so eloquently.

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  6. hedgewitchAugust 9, 2011 at 6:12 PM

    That first line is just masterly--love it--and the whole poem is solid and tight. Good stuff, ayala.

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  7. VictoriaAugust 9, 2011 at 6:15 PM

    I love this thought...the beautiful balance of living in the present enriched by the past. Besides that, whenever I click on the link to your blog I know I get to see a beautiful reminder of my past...that dog. Smiles.

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  8. ScarletAugust 9, 2011 at 6:16 PM

    Beautiful ... you captured today very well ~

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  9. lady nyoAugust 9, 2011 at 6:48 PM

    'helicopter parent'....hovering! LOL!

    Nice poem.

    Lady Nyo

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  10. The PoetAugust 9, 2011 at 7:01 PM

    Simply beautiful.
    Loved the visual of "helicopter parent".

    Nicely done!

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  11. AnonymousAugust 9, 2011 at 7:25 PM

    The sun is not as sinister and as agenda oriented as a helicopter parent.

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  12. ~Kelvin S. M.August 9, 2011 at 8:50 PM

    ..i like the similes you made here... and some really adorable lines and wisdom.. i enjoyed it.. thank you!

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  13. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:54 PM

    Adrienne, sigh...the chatter...quiet :)

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  14. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:54 PM

    Thank you, Brian :)

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  15. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:55 PM

    Thank you, Louise. :)

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  16. Maude LynnAugust 9, 2011 at 8:55 PM

    Such cool details in this. And the first two lines made me grin!

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  17. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:56 PM

    Thank you, Claudia. It's hard when we are on this roller coaster....

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  18. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:57 PM

    Thank you, Daydreamertoo. :)

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  19. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:57 PM

    Thank you, Joy. I appreciate it.

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  20. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:58 PM

    Victoria, I am glad that Daisy brings back sweet memories of your dog.

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  21. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:59 PM

    Thank you, Heaven. :)

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  22. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:59 PM

    Thank you, Lady Nyo. :)

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  23. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 8:59 PM

    Thank you, Andy. :)

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  24. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 9:00 PM

    Zongrik, you made me smile. Not easy being a helicopter parent or trying not to be one.

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  25. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 9:01 PM

    Thank you, Kelvin. I am glad you enjoyed it. :)

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  26. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 9:01 PM

    Thank you, Mama Zen. :)

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  27. Diana LeeAugust 9, 2011 at 9:19 PM

    A lovely write. So happy to have found you through dVerse :)

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  28. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 9:22 PM

    Thank you, Diana. It is nice to meet you :)

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  29. Randy BehaviorAugust 9, 2011 at 9:28 PM

    Love this image: "Lobster pots decorate the water,
    like berries on a flat pancake."

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  30. Anna @ waysidewordgardenAugust 9, 2011 at 9:40 PM

    Love the imagery (the lobster pots like berries), and the thought of being anchored and grateful for today, even while the past can still make some noise.:) Lovely.

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  31. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 9:41 PM

    Thanks, Randy. Right now the ocean is filled with the lobster pots...it's pretty amazing.

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  32. LeslieAugust 9, 2011 at 9:41 PM

    yes, it is a gift to know how to be "anchored in the moment." I like the phrase "like a helicopter parent," too :)

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  33. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 9:42 PM

    Thank you, Anna. :)

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  34. ayalaAugust 9, 2011 at 9:44 PM

    Thank you, Leslie. It is a gift to know how but sometimes even though we know how, we don't succeed. :)

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  35. AnonymousAugust 9, 2011 at 10:02 PM

    Wonderful capture of a special moment.

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  36. EvelynAugust 9, 2011 at 10:02 PM

    "Lobster pots decorate the water,
    like berries on a flat pancake."
    LOVE this

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  37. steveroniAugust 9, 2011 at 11:29 PM

    There are memories, and there is today. Both are being exquisitely lived!
    Gratefully,
    Steve E
    PEACE!

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  38. UnknownAugust 10, 2011 at 12:05 AM

    It is so nice when you are able to anchor yourself after the past rewinds. Not always an easy thing to do. I've been struggling with it a bit lately. Lovely images, Ayala :)

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  39. UnknownAugust 10, 2011 at 4:54 AM

    bridging the today with visiting (and re-visiting) the yesterdays, while - and perhaps because you are "anchored in the moment" and "grateful for today."
    Lovely write (like the imagery) :)

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  40. LaurenAugust 10, 2011 at 7:26 AM

    Why is it sometimes the chatter is loud when it should just not be there at all?

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  41. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 7:59 AM

    Thank you, Wolfsrosebud.

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  42. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 8:00 AM

    Thank you, Evelyn. I appreciate it. :)

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  43. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 8:00 AM

    Peace to you, Steve. :)

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  44. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 8:01 AM

    Thank you, Lori. I've been having a problem with that myself lately as well.

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  45. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 8:02 AM

    Thank you, Debbie. I appreciate it. :)

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  46. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 8:03 AM

    Lauren, why does the chatter remain and when it goes away, it's only for a brief time?

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  47. StaciaAugust 10, 2011 at 9:12 AM

    Like a helicopter parent! I love it!

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  48. Uneven StephenAugust 10, 2011 at 11:18 AM

    Beautiful poem, rich with imagery. Some good advice to heed! Love the "like a helicopter parent" line.

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  49. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 12:58 PM

    Thank you, Stacia. :)

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  50. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 12:59 PM

    Thank you, Stephen. :)

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  51. UnknownAugust 10, 2011 at 1:41 PM

    You use simile with excellent effect, here, Ayala. Nicely done.

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  52. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 2:00 PM

    Thank you, Kim. :)

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  53. siggiofmaineAugust 10, 2011 at 3:56 PM

    This is my first visit to your blog.
    Very nice post. Enjoyed the word play.

    ☮Siggi in Downeast Maine


    www.siggiofmaine.wordpress.com

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  54. AnonymousAugust 10, 2011 at 3:57 PM

    great use of language...and some really nice imagery in this.

    Love this line "like a helicopter parent."

    enjoyed this very much Ayala.

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  55. lynneAugust 10, 2011 at 4:47 PM

    yesterday, today seem to roll into one at times.. hard to tell apart..
    lovely poem ..lovely indeed.

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  56. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 5:16 PM

    Thank you, Siggy. :)

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  57. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 5:16 PM

    Thank you, Christi. :)

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  58. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 5:17 PM

    Thank you, Lynne. Some days do roll one into another... :)

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  59. Poetic SoulAugust 10, 2011 at 5:47 PM

    This is an excellent piece, so clear and beautiful

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  60. DeniseAugust 10, 2011 at 6:29 PM

    I've missed reading your beautiful poetry and am grateful that today, I got to come visit. To read your soothing words. Thank you.

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  61. AnonymousAugust 10, 2011 at 6:36 PM

    so simplistic and yet it digs so deep, too bad not everyone can pen their thoughts like this!

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  62. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 7:12 PM

    Thank you, Poetic Soul. :)

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  63. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 7:13 PM

    Thank you, Denise. I have missed seeing you here, nice to have you back.

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  64. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 7:13 PM

    Thank you, Amanda :)

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  65. UnknownAugust 10, 2011 at 7:29 PM

    Wonderful flow and tempo to this piece. Lovely write ~ Rose

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  66. kaykualaAugust 10, 2011 at 7:37 PM

    Ayala,
    WE are being today what was orchestrated from yesterday. Often times though the episodes get repeated. Been there myself. Beautiful writing!

    Hank

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  67. AnonymousAugust 10, 2011 at 9:08 PM

    A lovely poem and reflection of a moment in your day.

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  68. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 9:15 PM

    Thank you, Rose. :)

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  69. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 9:15 PM

    Thank you, Hank. :)

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  70. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 9:17 PM

    Thank you, Pandamoniumcat. :)

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  71. colleenAugust 10, 2011 at 9:24 PM

    I like the idea of the sun as a helicopter parent and the lobster pot image too. Very enjoyable.

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  72. ayalaAugust 10, 2011 at 9:37 PM

    Thank you, Colleen. :)

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  73. CloudiaAugust 10, 2011 at 11:19 PM

    73 Comments?! WoW!


    YOU deserve it-


    Aloha from Waikiki;


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    ><}}(°>

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  74. Kelly MillerAugust 11, 2011 at 1:12 AM

    The past finds a way to sit in our present, doesn't it?

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  75. James RainsfordAugust 11, 2011 at 8:08 AM

    Arresting imagery and a great economy of language mark this as a very accomplished write.

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  76. TALONAugust 11, 2011 at 10:21 AM

    Your imagery is so crisp and so clear, ayala. "anchored in the moment" - that's just the best way to live.

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  77. ayalaAugust 11, 2011 at 4:25 PM

    Thank you, Cloudia. :)

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  78. ayalaAugust 11, 2011 at 4:25 PM

    It sure does, Kelly. :)

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  79. ayalaAugust 11, 2011 at 4:25 PM

    Thank you, James. :)

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  80. ayalaAugust 11, 2011 at 4:26 PM

    Thank you, Talon. :)

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  81. Rudri Bhatt Patel @ Being RudriAugust 11, 2011 at 5:45 PM

    That first sentence says so much, with few words. Great imagery Ayala. Your poetry the right blending between imagery and emotion.

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  82. ayalaAugust 11, 2011 at 6:00 PM

    Rudri, thank you, my friend.

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  83. Rachel HoytAugust 12, 2011 at 12:56 AM

    Ugh. I totally agree. Sometimes you just can't get yesterday out of your mind. Beautiful poem.

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  84. ayalaAugust 12, 2011 at 3:32 PM

    Thank you, KB :)

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  85. ayalaAugust 12, 2011 at 3:32 PM

    Thank you, Rachel. :)

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  86. Ed PilollaSeptember 1, 2011 at 2:34 PM

    the bridges of yesterday go up quickly, they do.
    marvelous sentiment and landing.

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  87. ayalaSeptember 1, 2011 at 6:31 PM

    Thank you, Ed :)

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