(inspired by VĂk, Iceland– May 2018)
Fire and Ice
Sand, black as night,
is off-set by a jet of air
streaking the ashen sky.
A roar of wind
claps
startles the waves,
swelling, crashing white anger
against the charcoal shore.
I take matter in my hands
and crush, crumble like fine graphite
to feel volcanic songs
that once burned here:
How that fateful day
turned stormy like tides,
brought air to ground,
in unexpected harmonyâ
(If a plane falls on a beach
and no one is around to hear it,
did it ever fall at all?)
Š Rebecca Goes Rendezvous, 2020
Rebecca Goes Rendezvous 
Beautiful. Thank you for sharing, Rebecca.
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Thanks for reading!
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Nice poem plus, I like penguins!
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Glad to hear that! đ§
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You have an awesome poem here Rebecca and the sands’ so black, it’s mesmerising. I’ll definitely be adding Iceland to my bucket list.
Thanks!
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The black sand beaches of VĂk are truly hypnotic; I hope you can visit there someday!
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Amen.
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a talent I didnt know you had! Poetry! Great job and thanks for sharing!
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Yes, I’ve been writing poetry since I was in grade school. Something I don’t do as much of today, but trying to get back into! Thanks for reading. đ
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Love this Rebecca..you are a wonderful writer.
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Thank you. I’m very flattered!
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Beautiful poem!
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Thank you so much!
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Iceland is one of my most favorite places. I identified it right from the photo đ lovely poem !
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Thank you so much! Iceland really is a uniquely-beautiful place on this Earth. đ
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This is beautiful x
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Thank you very much!
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Keep writing
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Will do!
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That’s a beautiful poem, Rebecca! You are a girl of many talents. Thanks for sharing and take care! Aiva
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Thanks, Aiva! Take care. đ
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