Standing on the beach
facing the ocean,
I’m blinded by tears until I hear
your name in the breeze.
Life isn’t the same without you.
Tides rise and recede
but days linger like years;
crashing waves call me
to offer refuge from my misery.
As I stride ahead
you rise from the sand
and block my way.
“Living is my dream,” you say,
“why throw it away?”
You fall on the beach
cradling your head,
enveloped in tears.
I’m totally entranced
and sob sadly too.
Rising, you circle around
to quickly embrace me.
“If not for yourself,
will you live life for me?”
In awe of your plea
how can I refuse?
Waters swell and recede
in an ocean of tears.
You merge with the mist
as I call your name--crying anew,
again missing you.
I search the horizon.
As your loving spirit
and heart merge with mine
I’m filled with the love
we once shared.
Though tears may come
you’ll see me through
as we walk hand-in-hand
on the sands of time.
Others can see
. . . you
always and forever
striding alongside of me.
Published in “World Domination”, Sophomore Jinx, Winter 1995 and in my book, "A Little Hope" c 2001.
Sandra this is a fluid and wonderful piece! What vivd images it does paint and moves the reader as well! A tear jerker for me!
~Happy 2003~
~Gods and Goddesses Bless~
Nikki
Reviewed by Beth
Reviewed on January 1, 2003
That is a really moving poem... I really liked it.
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
Sherlyn Powell opens up about her love and devotion to her family and the overwhelming repercussion when communication breaks down. Heartbroken and distraught she learns to release her prayer and realize with faith God would reunite her family.
Warm Love,
Brittany
~Happy 2003~
~Gods and Goddesses Bless~
Nikki