posted on February 1, 2008 at 2:45 am

miranda
and her father
walking through the dawn rain
walking through the soft soft rain
grey day by the mighty ocean
yellow sand
green trees and black rocks
the ocean roils and foams
the clouds discharge distant sheets of lightning
thunder crackles and booms
the rain is warm for it is in the summertime
in the dreamy summertime the man and his daughter
in the early morning by the darkening waves
the wine dark sea indeed
he can see it now
and miranda….
a young lady
with her strangely accented speech
with her tanned skin
her sardonic smile
willowy and graceful
a childe-woman
a babe a girl a siren
she looks like the queen of diamonds
her father
the exile
the elder brother
fallen from grace
cast into the sea of nescience
adrift these ten long years
come to this island now his home
fallen on hard times
he still pursues his arts
he is neither tall nor small
a medium man in most regards
a white beard
suntanned like the girl
lines around his eyes
as he squints into the dazzling gloom
the man and the girl walk on beside the sea
on and on at dawn
beside that vast ocean that encircled the world
debris washed up on the shore
gulls cry above up in the light
and the man talks to his daughter
though he thinks she seldom listens
miranda he says through the softest rain
and she turns her head slowly
a look of perpetual surprise
a diguise flees across her face
yes what is it she says
did you hear what i said he says
yes i did she says
tell me then tell me what i said
but no no she shakes her head
on this island of spirits and monsters
with its voices
with its indications
miranda the graceful one
nervous like a young doe
troubled like a poetess
preoccupied with nothing in particular
oh i want to be a childe again she says
you are still a childe says her father
enjoy it while it lasts
no not this she says
let me be a real childe or let me be a woman
not this in between…
they walked on in silence until they came to a hill
as they climbed the winding path
the nimbus clouds quaked and spewed lightning
the gulls and gannets dived in the silver waves for fish
the wind carried seaspray
the world began to white out
the man and his daughter swam in the water
in a pool they dipped under the surface
saw the rain strike the seas ceiling from above
and under in the warm water
small particles drifted flashing gold
when they climbed out
the drizzle had cleared
a milky sun caressed the clouds
a ship on the horizon ?
no
no ship
the father smiled
the daughter frowned
magic!
thought the father
magic everywhere….
everything bathed in soft warm light
very nice

21 Responses to “the tempests”

  1. avatar
    syrinx | 1 February 2008 at 3:33 am #

    Today’s blog makes me feel..satisfied.

    S’nice.

  2. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 February 2008 at 3:40 am #

    wow,how magical and beautiful steve.and the day has only just begun.peaceful .

  3. avatar
    veleska1970 | 1 February 2008 at 3:58 am #

    such a lovely day with your daughter. this was magical. 🙂 i hope the rest of your afternoon is more of the same.

    lotza love….

  4. avatar
    eek | 1 February 2008 at 4:15 am #

    Lovely, just lovely.

    let me be a real childe or let me be a woman
    not this in between…

    I have to agree. So many people say “this is the best time of your life” but for the vast majority of people it isn’t. It’s hard making that jump from childhood into adulthood. Your daughters seem like nice intelligent young women and they have decent, loving family around them. That doesn’t make it easy — not on them or on you — but it really does help.

  5. avatar
    melissa | 1 February 2008 at 5:31 am #

    that was really beautiful SK, thank you.

    After a rather ordinary day, it’s wonderful to be reminded of a magical world (and the sea, too). I imagined that in black and white, like a film .. maybe it’s the stormy weather! Find it really inspiring .. thanks 🙂

    x

  6. avatar
    athpernath | 1 February 2008 at 6:51 am #

    that was Invisible Pt. 2 for me.

    sounds like all you ever wanted to see got visible in a moment. brightened the rainy northwesetern winter sky.

    love
    st

  7. avatar
    PAGEY | 1 February 2008 at 7:16 am #

    without many chemical elements there is very little light. Stars came before eyes. In this solar system at least….god bless your child..

    Genesis 9:3 “Every moving thing that is alive shall be food for you; I give all to you, as I gave the green plant.

    Now the Spirit speaketh expressly, that in the latter times some shall depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing spirits, and doctrines of devils;

    1Ti 4:2 Speaking lies in hypocrisy; having their conscience seared with a hot iron;

    1Ti 4:3 Forbidding to marry, [and commanding] to abstain from meats, which God hath created to be received with thanksgiving of them which believe and know the truth.

    1Ti 4:4 For every creature of God [is] good, and nothing to be refused, if it be received with thanksgiving:

    1Ti 4:5 For it is sanctified by the word of God and prayer.

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 February 2008 at 7:17 am #

    God Bless – Al – Libi is dead!

  9. avatar
    fantasticandy | 1 February 2008 at 7:55 am #

    ah….peace returns to kilbeyville.

  10. avatar
    princey | 1 February 2008 at 11:00 am #

    You’re lucky to be able to spend time like this with your girls, very nice indeed sk.
    Love Amanda

  11. avatar
    Ethereal Butterfly | 1 February 2008 at 11:56 am #

    It’s a traumatic time – crossing over from child to woman; one needs guidance, needs the father & daughter magical & precious times times together………..
    I joined Animal Liberation Victoria this week & surprise ,surprise found out that SK is playing at their ‘Super Living Expo’ on Sun 24th of Feb, Northcote Town Hall – should also be magical…………..

  12. avatar
    isolde | 1 February 2008 at 12:37 pm #

    father daughter
    understanding
    is a special island

  13. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 February 2008 at 1:24 pm #

    and such very blessed and lucky girls they are SK.:)

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 February 2008 at 1:59 pm #

    No Ricki today?

  15. avatar
    provocateur | 1 February 2008 at 3:22 pm #

    Poor old maymi, he doesn’t seem to realise that the out of proportion vehemence of his outbursts is the very thing that provokes more prodding – just so we can see yet more of his outbursts! And he takes the bait every time…

  16. avatar
    Anonymous | 1 February 2008 at 3:45 pm #

    ahhh but a giant among mediums ,…
    a giant among mediums…
    pluralize yourselves
    and majikate us with your whim and fancy ,..tickle us freakin pink doctor
    we adore you who are
    who was
    who will be
    you shine long after
    before
    now and then
    into the future ..
    long after
    we adore you
    we love you

  17. avatar
    Cee | 1 February 2008 at 5:12 pm #

    That felt like love.

    the father smiled
    the daughter frowned
    magic!
    thought the father
    magic everywhere….
    everything bathed in soft warm light

    el padre sonrío
    la hija fruncío su ceño
    magia!
    pensó el padre
    magia en todos lados…
    todo bañado en suave luz cálida

  18. avatar
    princey | 2 February 2008 at 12:43 am #

    Hey EB, I’m really looking forward to that Super Living Expo with sk as special guest, but he hasn’t mentioned anything about it, I wonder if he’s still coming here for it????? The best thing for me is I’ll be going there “guilt-free” not having eaten dead animal since vegan day last year (better late than never). Hope to see you there EB and all you other Melby fiends!!
    Love Amanda

  19. avatar
    Ethereal Butterfly | 2 February 2008 at 10:52 am #

    Hey Amanda check out: http://www.superlivingexpo.org.au/ It doesn’t say what time SK is on yet.
    Unfortunately I have a yacht club commitment that day – but if it’s still on during the P.M I hope to see you there……….

    Heather

  20. avatar
    Anonymous | 2 February 2008 at 12:22 pm #

    maybe this is all great sk,because you took such time to write!how beautiful!x

  21. avatar
    tim | 2 February 2008 at 4:51 pm #

    loved it steve..simply gorgeous, picturesque writing…you are a inspiration. a poet, artist, musician, father, and vegan. you are one of my favorite people on your side of this marvoulous marble. good wishes to you and yours…timf


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