The Waves that Break


An ice cliff wafer slips to the sea

it cracks with hellish thunder,

like natures dementia, knowledge melting away,

sliding ever under,


it flows to an ocean of forgotten things,

things unlearned, things unheeded,

receding before our human advance,  

yielding to us that which is needed.


While Adamah is Gaia's and ever shall be,

she merely shifts her shape.

It's you and I that drift through her Sea,

and we’ll be the waves that break.


◄ Sentenced to Peace (notes on Don McCullin)

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Wolfgar Miere

Fri 29th Mar 2019 09:43

Thanks Stu and Dorothy,

always good to see you drop by.


PS, I'm posting this for no other reason than it is a thing of beauty.

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Stu Buck

Thu 28th Mar 2019 16:25

natures dementia

what a brilliant line

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Dorothy Webb

Thu 28th Mar 2019 11:21

I kept reading and re-reading and puzzling over 'The Waves that Break' so I appreciate your explanation.

It is so complex and meaningful that I shall keep reading it untill i have absorbed it.

I keep repeating myself, but once again, WoL has given me so much (beyond the kitchen sink) to think about.
Thank you


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Wolfgar Miere

Thu 28th Mar 2019 10:31

Thank you Ray and John,

I sometimes try to avoid explanation John, if people ask I usually make an attempt.

Sometimes in poetry it seems enough merely to plant the seed of an idea, a feeling almost, from which others can grow their own ideas. Here though I was thinking of the planet as a living entity (which it is) and imagining it in an anatomical sense. The ice caps are ancient and as such hold massive amounts of information about how the planet was formed. So I thought of them in the way one might think of our minds or memory banks, that knowledge slowly dying or being degraded. With this in mind then imagining how we as humans can impact our own wellbeing by our lifestyles, either healthy or neglectful. We impact the planet in a similar way, by caring or not.

In that regard I see the degradation of knowledge which the planet holds within itself as being a form of dementia. The loss of knowledge which cannot be replaced.

I hope that makes some sense of the idea I was attempting to convey.

Thanks again for reading and commenting and thanks to those who sent flowers.


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john short

Wed 27th Mar 2019 22:32

Hi Wolfgar

I liked this poem very much but can't quite get my head round the third line of the first stanza. Great video as well. Yes - a dog has fleas and a planet has humans. Depressing truth really.

John S

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Wed 27th Mar 2019 22:13

Haunting and portentous and a sense of the great tribulation that dogs our footsteps. Inspired David.

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Wolfgar Miere

Wed 27th Mar 2019 06:24

Thanks Rachel,

It's a great piece of music and he makes much more of it if you want to go looking.

I always appreciate a George Carling reference, a bad case of fleas indeed. I am with Gaia all the way.

Thanks again,


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Tue 26th Mar 2019 19:20

The study of words fascinates me, thus this has strong appeal. Furthermore, that's a beauty of a piece of music.

..a great reminder that we are really no more than a bad case of fleas for the earth.

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