
The waves came rolling in, a reflection of her mood. The beating heart of the ocean throbbed in time with hers. Was it all in her head? Interpretation of words muddled like seaweed in murky waters? The salt stained her lips as she pressed them tight. Some utterances better left unsaid.
Her face burned, a tongue lashing from the wind.
Nothing left but to ride the waves of emotion. Fantasy and reality blend.
The clouds parted. Clarity shone down on her face. The sea god, Dylan ail Don, provided answers. The breath of tomorrow, another day. The heart beats on.
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Note:
Dylan ail Don is the Welsh god of the sea and darkness. Not to be confused with Bob Dylan who is a god in his own right according to some.
Dear Tanille,
I could taste the salt water on my own lips. Vivid descriptions put me there. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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i loved the words muddled like seaweed
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I thought it was rather clever… I have moments.
Thanks N
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Loved the mood of this.
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Thanks S!
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So much vigour in your words. So well written. Love this, “Her face burned, a tongue lashing from the wind.” I can feel it.
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I felt in the picture when writing.
Thanks A! 😀
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This is beautiful, T.
From Greek to Welsh, your knowledge of mythology knows no bounds. I knew Dylan was the Welsh word for ocean, I knew someone else who thought Bob Dylan was a demi deity, but not that there was an ocean deity named Dylan ail Don.
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Thought you’d like it. 😀
I think Dylan might be Irish mythology too, but not so mythological (at least that’s the case for his twin brother). I’m still getting my head around the Celtic stuff. I didn’t know dylan was the Welsh word for ocean.
Thanks N
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You thought correctly.
Isn’t there a Dylan in Beverly Hills mythology as well?
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Ah Dylan McKay, my first love. Oh that Porsche cuising the Californian coastline. [insert theme song]
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So, a pretty woman probably has teeth in her special arena, but a 35-year-old guy who dates high school girls and drives a Porsche, that’s hot? I see. I see.
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He was 16!!! I was 11 — wait, that’s no better… You’re just jealous because you’re not Dylan. 🤪
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Nicely done piece on self reflection and confusion mixed with surrounding nature.
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Thanks J 😀!
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I felt I was standing there yet glad I wasn’t! A wonderfully descriptive piece Tannille.
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I felt like I was standing in the pic. Triggered beach memories.
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The perfect place to contemplate – all the better if there is a god to help out too! Nice one.
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For some reason I feel this god will only offer riddles.
Thanks I!
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Nicely done. You captured the scene so well.
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Thanks B!
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well, well, it looks like the muse came just in time for this excellent piece. well done. 🙂
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No wrangling with The Muse this week. I love when ideas just flow.
Thanks P!
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I like how God spoke through nature. I’ve experienced that a time or two.
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Nature is such a gift. I find the ocean calming. Water can be happy or sad.
Thanks J 😀
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You’re very welcome.
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I’m sure many have found the answers they seek while looking over such a vista.
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I believe so.
Thanks A
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That was wonderful, every word’s meaning mingling with imagination and reality.
And I laughed about your note. And there’s Dylan Thomas, another deity in his own right. 🙂
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So many godly Dylans!
Thanks G, I enjoyed writing this one, the words came out effortlessly.
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Gods seem to have all the answers
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If one cares to listen. 😀
Thanks A!
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I to really enjoyed this, and would echo what has been said in other comments
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Thanks M, much appreciated 😀!
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I could feel the heartbeat of the sea, and the lashing of the wind, and the clarity when the clouds parted. Lovely!
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Something about the ocean. So majestic and moody.
Thanks N!
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Lovely description of the location gives us a clear idea of her emotions. I liked the way the gleam of sun, symbolised as Dylan ail Don, clarified her thoughts and brought her a measure of calm. Like Neil, I admired “muddled like seaweed in murky waters”.
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I feel the ocean often reflects our moods; it can be cheery or gloomy.
Thanks P 😀
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Beautifully descriptive, T! I love this.
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Thanks D!
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Great images – when we’re sinking emotionally it does seem that we’re being tossed about as if in an ocean, and it’s difficult to separate reality from our confused imaginings. When it’s over and peace is restored, so too is clarity. It can feel that we’ve been at the mercy of some force outside ourselves.
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The ocean is amazing like that. It aways has a calming effect even when the weather is miserable.
Thanks M!
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When Nature speaks to us, it is a privilege and we should listen carefully. And a lovely introduction to Dylan ail Don – thank you.
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