Norah Tunney

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Sailing Down The Days And Nights - Poem by Norah Tunney

The Catamaran is cruising high
and we are sailing
into the western sky.

We leave behind the Marina
and the fading sound
of desperate small talk.

There is nothing out here-
no internet,
no phones.

Nothing to diminish
the wide-eyed wakefulness
of being.

Nothing-
but the living suchness
and a world of possibilities.........

And here we are-
a couple of renegade poets
huck finning in a timeless place.

Sailing down the days and nights,
sailing into the vast
uncluttered space.

Topic(s) of this poem: awe, happiness, sailing

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Sailing Down The Days And Nights by Norah Tunney

  • Mj Lemon (7/3/2017 12:26:00 PM)

    Wow. This work goes on my favourites list. There is a sense here that the journey is not only liberating, but a path designed for each us to reach a destination meant to define us. The tone of calm is reassuring. This is terrific, Norah. (Report)Reply

    Norah TunneyNorah Tunney(7/3/2017 11:24:00 PM)

    Thank you MJ yes you got it. What an amazing journey life is. We never know where the road will go or what lies ahead every day is an adventure. Let's enjoy every precious second.

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  • Edmund StrolisEdmund Strolis (6/24/2017 7:56:00 PM)

    Sweet freedom, sweet release. goodbye to desperate small talk. Innocent again, like ole' Huck Finn. Seeing the moon for the first time, feeling that wind shifting spray. Both setting your own course and rudderless in surrender. The two are compatible. Renegade poets-I am so happy for you Norah Tunney. Good for you! ! You can feel your awe in every line. Fresh and new....happy sailing. (Report)Reply

    Norah TunneyNorah Tunney(7/3/2017 11:20:00 PM)

    Just noticed my earlier response did not come up here. Yes Edmund there is something about being out on the water that is always fresh and new. It opens the senses wide and makes one feel so alive. Thanks

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  • Pamela SinicropePamela Sinicrope (6/24/2017 5:38:00 PM)

    So well written. I love the verb huck finning. That's a good one! Great imagery too. I think poets are often huck finning in timeless places. Thanks for sharing. (Report)Reply

    Norah TunneyNorah Tunney(6/25/2017 10:08:00 PM)

    I agree Pamela poets are often huck finning in timeless places. We tend to pause and ponder more than most and look into the essence of things. It goes hand in hand with the poetic impulse.Thank you

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 24, 2017



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