Harvesting the Sky

Look seaward west where

Sun’s gone down pale mauve striped pink

Cloud dimming shadows

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That photographer

With his spotlight on the beach

Where people are shades

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The silver ocean’s

Rippled blue reflecting waves

Whishing softly by

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Offshore windmills stand

Like far off crucifixes

Harvesting the sky

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Spirits whisper power

To earth and air and water

Resurrecting time.

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Photos of Scheveningen Beach, The Hague, by Freddie Oomkens

Freddie Omm’s Sicilian Haiku—Migrant Shadows, published by Mad Bear Books in September 2024, also features sunset-linked poetry, notably in Sunsets.

Sunsets explores how we idealise our lives, while being deeply suspicious of such.

Sunsets’ imagery is filtered through a rich spectrum of sundown light,  albeit Sicilian, rather than Scheveningean.

 

when we make love a billion cells break free (villanelle)

when we make love a billion cells break free

our bodies flowing fluid like disgendered

creatures of great beauty growing unbound gloriously

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although we’re only human too and so quite ordinary

we spiral into plasmic dust as spores sprinkling our eggshell world

while making love a billion cells break free

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in some identities we hardly see

among us – beside, within, beyond us – enraptured,

creatures of great beauty rising upward gloriously

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like stars that gleam and glow in space and transiency

like birds in deep still forest undergrowth unheard

love is made perpetually so billions of our cells break free

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our love in life is that which lets us be

ourselves in an intensity of moments scattered

creatures of great beauty growing unbound gloriously

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we find new freedoms freeform ecstasy

now top and out of mind and sight no need for thought nor any word

when we make love a billion cells break free

like creatures of great beauty growing unbound gloriously

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griffith park

LA

canoes in the dusk

splintering sea – deep

troughs of sunset waves – shade, swell,

breathing dreams of sleep

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lost in waking waves –

our canoes launch liquid lives

in limitless dusk.

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Omm

zuiderstrand, the hague

from boardwalks buried
in the bed of that steep dune

you step on the beach –

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sandscapes shift, air-borne,

you’re a visitor here, as

timelessly moving

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as sea waves wash off

infinite fictions of earth –

mere specks on a spot in space.

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Omm


october 2017