Cachet

Cachet

 

I am the sea.

To be grand in a way...

no fathoms too deep

to seep slowly all around,

gathering together,

in surround.

 

I am the star up there,

just beyond sight,

but enough light to see.

Billions of years ago,

now,

forgotten to be.

 

I am the darkness,

quiet in a way that’s loud,

demanding to be heard

begging a sound.

A modicum of consideration,

in these shadowed tears,

abound

 

I am you.

I am me.

I am they, them and we.

I am all that is seen and unseen,

wanted or not,

loved,

and forgot.

Reviews

[Richard🖌]

Wonderfully rendered, Seriana 🌾

If nothing else were possible while reading your poetry, your keen insights, intelligence, high level of consciousness, and soul's depths could never be overlooked … in the core essence of this piece, I rest my case.
From gorgeous introduction image to eye candy layout and presentation in soft-hued font, to intermittent Freestyle rhymes, precise grammar, spot on line-breaks, and vivid imagery, one cannot help but give way to the enchantment of your most eloquent penship.
Your wine's poetic cachet … irresistible!
Though, every verse is a poem within itself, there's one that touched me deepest:
"I am you.
I am me.
I am they, them and we.
I am all that is seen and unseen,
wanted or not,
loved,
and forgot."
Who could ever un-want or forget You?

Well, Dear Poetess, lest I wear my welcome thin, let me close by saying, "Thank you sincerely, Seriana, for the distinct pleasure of sharing You and your poetic artistry!"
With my warmest best! ⁓ Richard🖌

PS: One of mine you might find interesting:
https://www.writerscafe.org/writing/RichardJ/1768652/

[Seriana]

Thank you Richard! I'm so honored by your words and appreciation. Thank YOU for this lovely review.

[Richard🖌]

Seriana,
Your honor and thanks reflect my own … I'm grateful you're here, sharing your beautiful soul.

[Twilight]

This was seems to have lines of mysterious meaning, with a few regarding your perception; as if seeking to orient yourself within the cosmos? As if wanting to feel at one, with part of a greater cosmic whole? It has a romantic side too, starting off with a focus upon imagining yourself, as the sea, light and dark in turn; before finally imagining a loving oneness with that special someone to your heart...

[June bug]

I just adored that last stanza a lot, This is so creative and well thought out.
Really enjoyed this.

[emmajoygreen]

However we feel, however we think of ceding self and more, something happens that makes for an admission, then a path into someone unknow that can or could make the positives rise into space and leave the dross behind. Perhaps.

'I am you.
I am me.
I am they, them and we.
I am all that is seen and unseen,
wanted or not,
loved,
and forgot.'

Or so you think but.. but you have set down your thoughts, maybe to consider, not forget but.. to recprd - and face, whenever?

[Seriana]

Thank you, Em. Your thoughts in review are so appreciate and like a gift. I enjoy your interpretations.
Blessings
~A

[Ken Simm.]

Strange I was talking to someone about cachet today. This is complete in its honest beauty.

[Seriana]

Thank you so much Ken. Glad you enjoyed.

[Kelly Scheppers]

How insignificant we are whenever we look up and see a sky so infinite, or stand before the tide as it rushes to shore. This reads like a meditation for the soul. Much enjoyed, Seriana!

[Seriana]

Glad you liked this Kelly! Appreciate your review so much!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"all that is seen and unseen/ wanted or not' loved/ and forgot./

Gatherings break apart and everyone goes his or her own way...
And then...who is heard and who is ignored...the sea is grand...
it is seen and heard and felt.
Love is too, and sometimes we just do not hold the memory of it for long...

we just let go.
loved and forgot.
j.

[Anita Frader]

To me this speaks so strongly of the interconnectedness of humanity and the universe.
If only we'd stand united... lovely words, Seriana.

[Poetic Beauty]

In life we can be so many thing and nothing at all same time. We are solid and fluid we are stable and unstable. All depends on perception. I enjoy the images and especially the last two stanzas of this poem

[An owl on the moon]

What an exquisite journey through the vastness of existence, encapsulating the essence of being in its most elemental forms. Not simply a collection of words, but a profound meditation that delves into the depths of human experience and cosmic interconnectedness. Perhaps the most profound revelation of all lies in the poem's closing lines: ‘I am you. I am me. I am they, them, and we.’ Here, the boundaries of self dissolve, and we are reminded of our shared humanity. In a world often defined by division and discord, these words serve as a powerful witness to the interconnectedness of all life.🌷🌷🌷

[Seriana]

I am humbled by your review, Craig! Truly, what can I say? You have spoken such a kindness and I am grateful. Your interpretation was spot-on and put so eloquently, I'm just going to sit here and smirk for a while. THANK YOU!!!

[An owl on the moon]

I'm just so glad you're here and writing worlds like you do! Keep it up!