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Author Name: Adminrich53 13 Comments
Date Added: July 30, 2006 04:07:20 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Alone, Blown Out To Sea
 
 
Alone, blown out to sea, this is what had to be.
Toes barely on your shore, I feel the bottom no more.
 
Alone against the tide, taking me far and wide.
Feeling each pull away, knowing just what you'd say.
 
Against the current tread; without you live instead.
Love so deep and wide, unable to withstand the tide.
 
Oh, moon and gentle wind, so long we were true friends.
I followed not your course, blame you not this day.
 
Instinct, was not the key, desire my enemy.
Fighting energy spent, riptide became my friend.
 
Oh dazzling ball of fire, bleach vision from my eyes!
Salty sea, dissolve my flesh! Cleanse, said I.
 
Drift away from white beaches, beyond the wave's spray.
Out where gulls seldom fly, swells and dolphins play.
 
New friends far beyond the tide, share their tales with me.
We bartered worthy tales for free, upon the emerald sea.
 
Spicy tales of days gone by were a surprise from the crab,
But all were galvanized by the deep, haunting song of the whale.
 
Many stories, long and tall, were told by every one and all.
After a pause, my turn had come, unconciously I did recall.
 
Of the grace and beauty of the Princess of the lake-land.
Our meeting, of courtship, and the soft touch of her hand.
 
Of her wonderful, musical voice, and healing, loving ways.
Her gentle company, warmer than the Stream.
 
Her smile was the best of favors visited on this humble man,
Brighter than the sun, reward wrapped in a longing look.
 
Such memory stirred new currents before me,
Born of amused and understanding creatures of the sea.
 
From dawn to red dusk we amused ourselves each day,
Yet by night, dreary, following their course was not my way.
 
And then time to myself, to float in blackness among the waves.
One chance to find a dream of you, or imagine you there.
 
I picture you, in unknown places, as memories drift by.
Walking, in the twilight breeze, do you ever think of me?
 
I might still share your dreams, if only you'd search for me.
Or feel my warm caress, when the ocean kisses your steps.
 
Is my tale not told, in shapes of old driftwood?
Or in the sound of shells? Have the gulls naught to tell?
 
I still do dream, about the stillness of night, with you next to me,
Yet awaken to the sounds of the deep and the caress of sea.
 
Oh mighty force of life, finally I do succumb to thee.
Only Neptune himself, could have such way with me.
 
Alas, I am no more. No shore, no hope, no all.
There is this mighty, salty sea of tears, where no ships call.
 
 
 
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Comment By: FreeJohn Armlovich on December 18, 2011 07:55:26 PM Report


I liked this alot, almost any poem about water or rain or sea will peak my interest but it is rare that I find a poem that holds my attention in thrall until then end like this one did. Very well done. I really enjoyed it.


John

Comment By: FreeAndrew on February 1, 2010 12:24:32 PM Report
tales of the sea will always attract my attention, and this one is particularly vivid in your descriptions of all those things so much a part of the ocean and its beaches.  great imagery and superb story-telling.  nicely done
Comment By: PremiumDavid Turner on January 5, 2009 06:27:09 PM Report

Rich - like others I keep forgetting thatyou are a writer just like the rest of us - this wsa magnificent - a little alarming but as you seem still to be active on CP I presumethat you did not drift out into the Gulf to become shark meat!


 


The ending was very poignant and powerful. I will put this into my favourite poems. Why don't you submit it for an award?

 

David

Comment By: FreePelagic Mind on November 18, 2008 08:03:51 AM Report
Rich I forget sometimes you are a poet on here too.. I loved this one, read it at one go and the flow is great.. I liked it.

 

Thanks too for sorting my problem out on my recent poem..

Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on May 21, 2008 08:05:11 PM Report
The comparisons of being lost at sea and seperation from love are very nicely done, you poet, you...yer pal, len
Comment By: FreeBruce A. Peaslee on November 28, 2006 08:05:17 PM Report
Being of a nautical bent, I appreciate the feeling that this poem evokes.

All too often the less pleasant events in our lives can bring on that feeling of being adrift, tossed at the mercy of the sea.  At times the feelings can be almost preferable to the loneliness of being without a close friend.  Poignant work.

 

---Poetrydad---

Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on November 12, 2006 01:13:33 AM Report
I am shaken by the intensity of this poem. If ever a heart was given a voice, it is right here. This is so beautifully heartbreaking. *weak smile* Excellent penning Rich. *big hug to you*


~Barbara~ *adding another favorite to her list* 

Comment By: FreeRoger Bacon on August 10, 2006 08:44:43 PM Report
Enjoyed the write, especially the metaphor.  I hope this subject is something in the past and not here today. 
Comment By: FreeThe Mystic Poet on July 31, 2006 09:40:36 PM Report
Oh wow...this leaves me breathless. I think somone needs a hug or two. (so do i now) Great peice of work!
Comment By: FreeGlata on July 31, 2006 01:40:30 PM Report
I could feel the desolation in this one, and the feeling of finality...Beautifully done...such a sad but wonderful write!

Hugs...

Glata

Comment By: PremiumAnn on July 30, 2006 06:41:47 PM Report
It's nice to see you creating instead of working. You've done a nice
job on the working part on our behalf, but really, poetry is what it is
all about here and it's a pleasure to see you blessing us with your
poetry. This is a lovely piece with many layers of thought and emotion.
Nice work Rich...:)


Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on July 30, 2006 08:37:13 AM Report
Rich,
This poem just blows my mind...You have put such feelings on this parchment for all to read.. Your heart is a open book..as time turns the pages one by one in the breeze where the sea  listens and whispers her lovly name.. motions running into the dark ocean of thoughts....How I know all to well of this kind of love... My heart holds you close my dear friend.
Hugs  Much Love ~ Scarlett

Comment By: Freeb doneff on July 30, 2006 07:01:59 AM Report
Wowwwwwwwwwweeeeeee...I had to read this more than once to just let it all soak in and feel it..funny thing was, when I got done, I had salt spray on my face, and such a sad sinking feeling in my heart..awesome Richard, just awesome...Barbie




 


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