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Drawn to the edge of the waterin concert with the moontides ebbing, flowing,tasting, smelling,feeling, hearing,waves of the seacrashing, salty, wet,transporting me—Inner peace.
The crashing waves upon the polished rock,
The shining sun hung high up in the sky,
Thoughts intertwined within the crimson clouds,
Serenity and passion flow in me.
The smell of creosote reminds me of the place I live,
but the salt air here reminds me of home.
I see the way people change when they look.
Really look.
Goodbye and thank you to the Ocean
Thank you for the memories
The nights of walking along the beach
The waves as they crashed at our feet
Thanks for the breeze blowing wind through our hair
Long rigid legs like chopsticks
Riding the seas got seasick
Snapping your snout like click click
You are a sandpiper, not a sandchick
I entered the cold and windy sea
To see what I could see
There was something I had in mind
A treasure I couldn’t find
I was searching for a crab
To fit the habitat that I had
The waves crashed together in all of their glory,
their chaos creating a sense of relaxation within her,
She looked to the clouds as if each of them told a story.
The golden rays of the sun were starting to shine,
The sun dipped into the swelling sea,
Fading into the Horizon,
The beautiful glow,
Tinting the water with golds and pinks,
The Horizon embraced the sun.
The ocean sets you free
Your soul can be let go of
Just release your pain
The ocean will take it away
Calmness will envelop you
They crash against cliffs, rocks and ships. They eat away and erode the lands.
They foam and toss around all that manages to get caugth in them. You can be pulled down underthe surface.
Sharp cold crashing waves.
They rush over me.
They drag me under.
Until I reach the bottom.
The ground with sand
coursely rubbing against my skin,
getting into my mouth and eyes,
I'm drowning
Lost in the tides
Highs and lows
Will I survive?
Save me
Pull me to shore
Waves crash
Neverending
Let me find a break
Gasping for breath
Treading rough water
Who knew the waves could be so cruel?
I want to understand
Why are the rocks forced to become
layers of fragile sand?
They crash, they charge, the World was Ours,
Water scatters like it fears
bring me whipped-cream foam
on top of sea-salted air
don't forget the occasional delicacy
from the unknown shore
where other customers are waiting--
here, bring them this feather
Waves washing overhead,
And I am nothing but a grain of sand
Sitting aimlessly on the ocean floor.
Drowning,
Just learning how to swim.
79 pages
79 pages, I swam through your gray matter
79 pages, I surfed through your white matter
79 pages, rough me up with your waves
79 pages, do what you do to my body
Some people may look and see the beach.
Some people look, and they see the shore.
Combers will walk as far as they can reach,
But, in the end, it is something we can all explore.
RisingBuilding higherAcending each momentExtending towards the heavensPeaking FoldingTurning overDoubling on edgesUndecided in it's passageRevolve LovelyCrashing waters
RisingBuilding higherAcending each momentExtending towards the heavensPeaking FoldingTurning overDoubling on edgesUndecided in it's passageRevolve LovelyCrashing waters
it was winter when we met
and summer when you left
maybe there’s some irony in that,
but i haven’t found it yet.
as soon as our eyes met,
These classes are higher than stormy waves,
And are taught at such a hasty pace!
I know, the teacher never promised me all A’s,
But will they offer very little grace!
"Just a second," the typical reassuring lie I spoke aloud
I stopped more frequently than I had been walking.
At first they would wait for me,
But after a while it was simply no use to wait for another person
I am overwhelmed at times
with a sudden wave of urgency.
A pressure builds up inside of me
and leaves me with only the racing thump
of my heartbeat and heaves of breath
from my crushed lungs.
Will you be my world?
The moon to my ocean?
Will you be my view
whenever the windows open?
You can swim in my waves, but take care not to drown.
Be wary of the riptide that will drag you down
beneath the waves and out to sea,
too far into me
From sandblast windows out I spy
a flock of gulls in flight
and I yearn to coast the ocean,
on a charter, strong and light.
Sail o'er the deepest trenches
With a map of stars at night.
What I've learn most about myself
Is people change, for better or worse,
But not me.
I seem to change but I am the same,
Same personality with the same name
Perhaps it's the bottles in my mind-sea
The boundless days
The sun beats down
The silky waves
Is the sweetest sound
The creeping wind
The green palm fronds
The effortless sway
Is the sweetest sound
Our words will stumble from my memory,
and I will not feel any emptiness
When the sun's light sees her own reflection
In me.
And then I will miss you no more
I will walk with quiet footsteps;
Crashing waves collideWith waves of vibrations heardBut not seen,Felt but not touched.A day without you is a day without us
Its like i want you to stay here an let my mind be at ease, but its hard to please when my heart is at need
Silver overcast shadows
reflect across
dancing grey ocean waves
a lone bird's solemn cry,
the only sound against a symphony of silence
Storm clouds gather within the recesses of the mind.
I jumped into the ocean one starry nightIn hopes that maybe you'd save meBut the waves came crashingAnd took me into their embrace,They took me to my sweet escape,Under the night sky, under the stars
Retreat, regroup
Wind pummels rocky water,
Kinetic greets potential,
Bearing down on the steadfast shore.
Prequel of froth
Turbulent and tumultuous,
Echoed in the susurrus of spectators,
Tidal waves greet me on the misty ocean shore
Years have passed since I have last been here
We didn't recognize each other
Nor did we recognize the looming darkness
Blanketing the thick air
Your eyes distant
And as deep as the blue sea
On sandy steps we watch
The waves curl and break
The waves were my sanity
The smell of the salt so crisp in the air surrounding me,
The crashing of the once so peaceful waves,
The entire different world remaining under the surface
Within the Waves of her hair,
Within the Waves of her voice,
Within the Waves of her tone,
Within the Waves of her sound,
Within the Waves of her thoughts.
Welcome to my High School
Where teachers and students mingle
Where the confused kid gets all the love he can
Where friends are everywhere
Oh look over there
That girl just got all those kisses from those guys
I hear all the worlds probe my scars
they cant seem to get passed the "bars"
they can't see the happy parts
Shattered glass isn’t always what it seems, it chips and cracks
It was once one full piece, nothing could ripped away
I see storms of furry waves of the crashing sea
With your eyes like the sea
and your heart crashing waves
you blend flawlessly
with every perfection surrounding
i would do anything to keep from losing you,
out there among the salty breeze.
Waves of blue I always see
The scene is cold and lonely here
Why can't you see the good in me
I cry out to you in sweet misery
You never listen, you just see right through
I met her by the seasideAlmost in a tranceAs sunshine shone upon herAnd skipping waves did dance.She called me with a whisperThrough the ocean air,But as I did approach her
Why do we wake up?
Humans are evil .
Humans are dumb.
Humans can think yes.
But only of what suits them best.
Humans walk beside the rest of us.
Forgetting they are the rest of us
Theres days when I fall and can't get back up
only to find a solution for me finding my balance again
I prayed that I was dreaming
When I saw that big wave
The water was not normal
But as dark as a cave
It was full of weird greens and reds and blacks
It's roaring
Teasing shores back and forth
Fading
Disappearing
Reappearing
Picking up momentum
Picking up sound
It's loud
Clashing
Crashing
Vibrating
Screaming
BLOTCHES FROM A COLORFUL CANVAS
With blue the world is draped, and with its hue my soul delights,
From whitewashed shores on dripping edges of roaring sounds,
The negative attributes of Life hit you in waves.
First, you lose control of all family affairs.
At the end of the day, when the flashback startsThe brilliant rays of the sun isall I’ll remember
Tossed aside one too many times,
Unpredictable to say the least;
Breaking past barriers and lines,
Like unleashing a ravening beast.
Angry and ever intensifying,
Making cautious all who are near;
The wall of the wave comes powering forward from a small distance
My heart races with beat of my stroke as I paddle into a good position
Surfers are different from normal people
While normal people are tying down furniture
And boarding up windows
Surfers are tightening their fins
And waxing their boards
The day is dying
And hiding beneath
The city lights
I’m learning
That our nights are
Still beautiful
miles apart
when the palpitations of
my heart
choke on their longing
With 7 billion people in the world,
it is easy to be just another face in the crowd,
craving attention by being loud.
We are all born with a voice deep inside of us,
which can develop over time with
Today I met a great new friend
Who knew me right away.
It was funny how she understood
All I had to say.
She listened to my problems,
She listened to my dreams.
In trying to be honest but not to open i'll just say im not so good with words so when on that first day i put pen to paper and let my emotions speak for themselves.
I write to expose
to become
to release what I've held in so long
because in a poem
you don't have to lie
but in life sometimes you do
but here with my pencil
I can be honest
Waves breaking on a quiet shore
Darkening drier sand once more
I stand searching the horizon
Breathing in, feeling enlivened
I hold adventure beneath my arm
Yearning to run where the big waves are
Waves crashing along the shore,
All I see is more and more.
They keep on moving until dawn,
Flowing channels move on and on.
Seeing willful water pull the soft sand,
Taking it away hand in hand.
The waves of the ocean;
Overwhelming emotions
Push me under the surface
And bury me in the water.
But suddenly a switch turns on.
Maybe it's not so hopeless after all.
Pour those emotion waves
I watch her shimmer and dance from the shoreline
While the sunset adorns her in gold
she’s calling so sweetly, my Aquamarine
For our friendship is many years old
As I went down to the pretty ocean
There was a very beautiful bright sun
It stood over the waves that were in motion
When I danced and played I had so much fun
While the sun went down we started to cook
