Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Friday, August 12, 2011

Trial And Error In August


We are cradled by gentle waves,
writing our names in aquamarine water.
Low tide, high tide, slack tide,
the chum rings the dinner bell,
rods standing, waiting for the challenge.
Are we using the right bait?
Are we at the right place?
We sing songs we have forgotten,
there's a flow, there's a dance,
we cast, and then we wait,
we learn from trial and error.

60 comments:

  1. Such a peaceful feel ~ cradled by your words.

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  2. i think we will always also those questions...very introspective...the chum gives it a harder edge...among the peace of the moment...

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  3. I especially love this line 'writing our names in aquamarine water'
    Like most things we try to leave a mark in ever-changing surroundings

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  4. so true...we do learn indeed from our mistakes...

    happy day ~

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  5. This had a lovely flow, ayala. Yes, life is a lot like fishing and making adjustments as we figure out what works and what doesn't.

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  6. You can learn a lot of what is worth knowing from fishing!

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  7. "Are we at the right place?" Important question to always keep in mind.

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  8. "We sing songs we have forgotten"

    Love this line and the images it conjures up for me, personally, of fishing with my papa as a child. What I learned about patience and perseverance then continue to serve me well now.

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  9. Adrienne, how sweet of you to say.

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  10. Brian...yes..we always ask those questions....just like in life it takes some figuring out.

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  11. Thank you, Talon. I agree :)

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  12. Rudri, it is important in fishing as it is in life.

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  13. Kelly, fishing does that....I love it !

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  14. Interesting comparison.

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  15. so very beautiful to sing these forgotten songs again...

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  16. True hindsight is 20/20 and all we can do is learn.

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  17. Claudia, it's amazing how I used to know them by heart and now I find myself forgetting the words....

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  18. Pat, life is learning until we die.

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  19. Those beginning two lines were so perfect. They really pulled me in. And, I'm thankful for being able to learn from trial and error :)

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  20. ayala, i have missed your posts. it is my fault, not yours. such sweet words and gentle feelings.

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  21. August was made for taking up challenges, especially ones where the errors are likely to be as much fun as the trials.

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  22. i think you've really captured a tidal rhythm in this piece. really like the lines:

    "We sing songs we have forgotten,
    there's a flow, there's a dance,"

    i'm off to float in some gentle waves, myself :)

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  23. Thank you, Leslie. Enjoy the waves.... :)

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  24. What a great take on trial and error. What's actually fascinating about this is it mimics life.

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  25. we are cradled in gentle wave, writing our names in aquamarine water, so true, so beautiful.

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  26. Never been fishing myself...but I can certainly appreciate the language here, and the piece is certainly applicable to life at large. Good bit of introspection. "Cradled in gentle wave" - marvelous.

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  27. This poem is very visual and has a cadence that makes it read smoothly. Great Centus!

    Namaste..........cj

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  28. I'm with Mama Zen - you do learn a lot from fishing! :)

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  29. Thank you, Chris. I hope you get to fish one day, it's really awesome.

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  30. Mel, I am with both of you :)

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  31. Trial and error often times give results. As long as no material mistakes occur it is ok. Beautiful poem!

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  32. I love the line about singing songs we have forgotten. I've done that quite a lot lately. Lyrics I forgot, come back! Buried deep within forever.

    Your poetry and blog continues to make me smile with my heart, Ayala. I hope we will always be blogging buddies!!

    xoxo

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  33. My children have discovered fishing this summer, so I'm totally with you with the metaphor. No idea if I'm using the right bait, sometimes I don't catch a thing.

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  34. 'we cast and wait we learn from trial and error' beautiful piece!

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  35. thought provoking serene and beautiful :)

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  36. we can, we can. But do we? Nice write, Ayala. I want gentle waves...

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  37. Thank you, Jannie. This is a sweet comment and we will. xoxo.

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  38. Lauren, I hope you enjoy it :) it's an art that takes time :)

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  39. Luke, gentle ways are therapy :)

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  40. I missed this prompt but i like what you did with it, ayala. I want obe cradled by gentle waves.

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  41. Nice flow... and interesting topic.

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  42. Thank you, Belinda. :) I love the ocean, it's my therapy.

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  43. Well, I just had to come back and check, of course.

    :)

    Glad to hear!!!

    xoxo

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