My fingers itch as I
watch clouds racing
across a bracing sky.
Wind wrestles everything into flux,
bowls waves against an unforgiving
fractured coast.
Sea booms and boasts,
spits salty spray,
whips hair, seaweed and marram into a melee.
My hands tingle with a defiant energy,
gather crumbs of cliff and tumbled
rocks, melt them into putty,
fill the cracks nature has rent,
a super Michelangelo matching powers with the elements.
Kim M. Russell, 2018

My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Super me! also linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform and earthweal open link weekend #59
Lill, our host for this Tuesday’s Poetics, says that the superhero, Black Panther, is getting rave movie reviews and that, when she was young, she idolized the Lone Ranger. Marvel characters such as The Hulk, Spider Man, and Thor have great mass appeal, as does Wonder Woman. Mythology’s Hercules, canonized saints like Joan of Arc and Mother Teresa, and people like Gandhi, Martin Luther King Jr and Malia may also be considered superheroes. The term is also applied generically to people within groups such as first responders, fire fighters, and those who put others in front of themselves in emergency situations. She also says that if we change the words a bit, we can talk about having a super power: an extraordinary ability, capacity, or strength ~ or about being a super power.
She challenges us to think about the words superhero and super power(s), and then write a poem, any form and any length, about something or someone or some characteristic related to these words ~ perhaps imaginative, perhaps real.
Wonderful. You’ve described this windy Bermuda day! Especially like the word marram here .
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You have the superpower of the sea with how you roil beautiful art out of words. This:
“whips hair, seaweed and marram into a melee.”
Wild and gorgeous.
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Thank you, Amaya.
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With these descriptions you gave life to the wind, the waves and the elements. Art at work!
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Thank you, Viv!
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My pleasure!
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Again, Such Fabulous-ness.. 😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀
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Thanks Dorna!
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Reminds me of a the old B&W Superman shows where he would fly down into the earth and push the San Andres fault back in place!
Dwight
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Once Great Britain was attached to mainland Europe and they have been finding evidence of this (a forest below the North Sea, mammoth skeletons and arrow heads) for many years. I wrote a poem about the land that once lay between, it’s called Doggerland. Sadly our coastline is crumbling away. Although we don’t have many high cliffs along the North Norfolk coast, another one collapsed recently. Not far from where I live, houses are being abandoned because there is no way of shoring up the cliffs. Someone has predicted that much of Norfolk will eventually be claimed by the sea. I wish I could push it all back into place, it’s so lovely here.
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The natural course of things! Sad for those living there. Maybe Superman could help!!
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Lovely concept! Lovely last five lines to draw it all together – vivid as a feeling in the hands.
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Thank you!
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Gorgeous, wonderful poem. This is a super-hero I could really applaud! (But really, poetry is your super power. Believe it!)
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Especially love the image of “Wind wrestles everything into flux” ..wonderfully put!
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Thank you, Rajani!
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your descriptions are so alive. so vivid.
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Thank you!
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My goodness you have truly given life to the wind, the waves and the elements!💖 Beautifully executed.
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Thanks Sanaa! This is something I truly wish I could do. The coast near to where I live is eroding and it seems it can’t be stopped, despite man-made reefs.
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You against unforgiving elements. This is incredible Kim. Our deep seated urgings to fix things are peaked on reading this..
Much🌼love
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Thank you, Gillena. Much love to you!
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Your words take me back. Days on the beach, salt air, surf and seagulls.
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Thank you, Annell!
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Love the way you have used and described it from the wave’s point of view… nothing more powerful… great poem
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Thanks Bjorn!
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It feels like you were painting with the elements…
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Thank you, Alison.
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If the glory of a storm could paint itself in words, I think that it would use your poem. I can see the raging waters, the vivid colors, I can taste the air… This is wonderful.
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Thank you so much, Magaly 🙂
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That would be a task for a superhero: “fill the cracks nature has rent”
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Oh, I can see and hear wind and waves… It would certainly take super powers to put back together what nature can break apart.
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Yes! An Artist Hero – I see his hands repairing, molding, creating… love it.
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Thank you, Margaret!
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You have certainly created an artistic superhero here Kim. I especially love your third stanza:
‘Sea booms and boasts,
spits salty spray,
whips hair, seaweed and marram into a melee.’
I get a melee of sounds, tastes and visions from these three lines!
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Thank you, Ingrid. That’s a lovely comment!
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I love the idea of sculpting the coastline, filling in the cracks….patching and restoring. Very cool.
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Of only we could, Sherry, amongst other things.
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