December 26, 2004
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The Tide
An avalanche of sea and foam
Crashes on my shore each day
Relentless in its ebb and flow
Clearing marks of toil and fray
Unmerciful this tireless guest
Stronger than my dwindling will
Unyielding as its timeless test
More potent then my building skill
Narrowed eyes awash with sun
Watch your waning innocence
Wile away the work I’ve done
While scoffing at my arrogance
Why should I try again today
To hope and dream anew
Creating fodder for your wrath
You demon from the ocean blue
Someday soon I’ll take my leave
And lay down by your side
I’ll let your cleansing summary
Take me with your tide
No scars or footprints left behind
Just a beach all white with sand
For history there’s naught to find
No evidence of my futile stand
Comments (10)
Dear Andrea….thanks for your words of encouragement …. I wish you a wonderful 2005….
-nity-
Perfect form I believe. Which is always a lot harder than it seems.
Hmm. New Year’s resolutions.
I’ve got to come up with one too. Maybe, write more, spend less. Or, move more, eat less. Or, write, spend, eat, and move more or less.
have you decided what yours is?
lisa
I love your words…still..
this poem seems so reflective
and so full of reality
I will assume you had a Happy Christmas
and I wish only the best for you in the
Year ahead.
If I wasn’t so wonderfully relaxed and tired right now I’d write a poem about how a certain jedi mind-trick master-___________ can make me feel that way. I’m not going anywhere. 2004 was a wonderful year and part of that is thanks to hurricanes. Yep, life is good.
Very timely, given the tsunami!
hi.
Yes, let’s see, I have two sister’s on xanga, though neither one EVER updates. And both my kiddo’s. My mom used to have a xanga too, but, she couldn’t get into it so she just stays subscribed to mine and her other kids and grandkids for updates. oh, let’s see, two nieces too!
Yes, we all live in different places except for me and Torharr so it is a fantastic way to stay in touch.
~lisa
abrasive but does really well…
Happy new Year’s dear one
((((HUGS))))
Very astute poem, “all we are is dust in the wind” (for the life of me I can’t think of the band that made that song) or as you so aptly describe it, footprints on the beach. Thank you for your praiseful comment, and coming from a writer as talented as you, it means even more. Nice to see someone making good use of rhyme. I love rhyme, especially done well and seriously like yours is.
great writeing
much lovexx