The Ocean's Embrace (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on October 24, 2007

I can relate. I grew up with Lake Erie under my window. Ahhh, the smell of dead fish and mercury! lol

When I went to university, I couldn't sleep. Mom tape recorded the lake waves and sent it to me. Slept like a baby.

Beautiful poem, Fee....with all the "Aye"s, it reads like a salty sailor is speaking. Nice touch!

Jules

Reviewed by Kathryn Collins (Reader)

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Dear Fee,

You've let me know the sea is surely in your blood with this one. Well written.

love,
Kathy

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Living one block off the Pacific Ocean, it has a compelling air about it; with the smell of salt air, the vision of rolling waves and an ever beckonging call. Excellent write.

Thanks,
Dan

Reviewed by Selena Dobbin-Gillis

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Another great write cuz, it seems to love of the ocean is in our blood in our family, i often contemplated on looking for work on the cruise ships many years ago, once my children were older and the only one that knows this is my man Johnny.

Love you cuz
Selena

Reviewed by Nicky Goodman

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Aye aye matey,and so it is - having a mug of strong coffee right now, listening to the crickets and the chug of a boat engine on the harbour - i'll send her your regards - lovely poem Fee, enjoyed - Nicky xx

Reviewed by Ann Scarborough

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

I also am a water sign, a quad pisces. I love the sea in all her moods. She isn't one to forgive a slight of any kind, real or imagined. I miss being near the sea, if not upon it. My ashes should be spread upon her waves. I love your sea writes Fee.
Love,
annie

Reviewed by Edward Lupinacci

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

I feel so at home with this write the lore and the qcean is just so inviting
then again I am a water sign but there is a peace you can only get from the ocean

Thanks I really enjoyed this

Reviewed by RaeLynn Teller

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

I love to sit and watch the sea--from land. Although I can be totally mesmirised by it, I also fear its power. I feel so small and insignificant and when out on the water I feel like I'm, what's the right word, lunch!!!

They always refer to the ocean as a woman. Maybe that's why there are more men sailors than women.

Sweets--RaeLynn

Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Beautful poem, very well written. I love the north star and the sea, can be peaceful or the opposite.

Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Oh Man..... does that pic make me yearn.

Walt

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Fee this is wonderful poetry, vivid images

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

I don't know the ocean, but feel that way about the mountains. They call constantly and never set one free. It's good to have this in our lives. thanks, Fee

Kathy

Reviewed by Southern Comfort

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

So beautiful! I felt yore passion for the sea with each well chosen word! LOVE YA! SC

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Ahhhhhhhhhhh delightful!!

Excellent, Fee, your marriage with the sea and your love/hate relationship detailed in beautiful lines.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

A true sea fairing sailors lament.

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Beautiful writing sweet man,oh I so do love the ocean,have a wonderful day OK...Hugssss

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Nope. You've heard the sirenes call your name and once their song is inside of your heart you become theirs. You always write best....when you write about the sea.
Lovely and rolling like the bouyancy of being afloat.
Love,
Susan

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

She is a most enticing Mistress, and many a soul has been beguiled by her many charms.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

She gave me long ago the mother of typhoons on the China sea, we were very fortunate but, there was a ship thrown 300 yards ashore by giant waves of 90 feet, many fishermen didn't got on time to port.
Other times, she went and gave a ballroom floor to navigate on.
La donna e mobile di pensiero.
Georg

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Hey Felix, it's in your heart and flows through your veins and will forever more. A wonderful write that describes a love you hold dear. Thank you for sharing.

Love ya Cuz XOXO, Rose

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Aye, matey, you spin a good yarn with this one! Very well written; thoroughly enjoyed! Thanks for sharing, Fee!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

a wonderful write-i think that the love of the sea is, as you say , in ones blood often for life-

By: Felix L. Perry

When she rolls up her frothy wakes in anger