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Tuesday, July 1, 2025

 


that beach
monster waves
ocean crashed
onto it
resurging tides
urgently washed
over it
standing there
I truly thought
my rifted soul
could crash
drift out
senseless
into that
endless sea
deep depths
where I
would drown
that beach
standing there
I reached
out for you
swimming
in that
surging torrent
out into that
frothing sea
I watched
as you swam
further
away from me
what could
I ever say
what could
I ever do
that might
change  
your trying mind
rearrange that
unkind rising tide
still this
crying fright
I rightly
think
about drowning
what could
I ever find
in those 
deep dark depths
where purity
purging water
freely fills
one's life
giving lungs
with that
breathing
perfect life
drinking
giving fluid
in that
dire moment
when drowning
is imminent
one last breath
before I go
one last time
sink down
into those
deep dark depths
where one's
soul escapes
surely flying
soaring off
to some distant
saintly crown
I truly felt
your heart 
your soul
things really
weren't that
tragically grim
your circus clown
I watched
you surely
swim out
with that
cured by freedom
blessed feeling
you had
recently found
sure purity
I thought
if God could 
save you
from drowning
some great
white whale
might appear
bring you back
to me
bring you back
to that
sacred place
where love
is transparent
where true love
is always
crystal clear
where you
and I
stand together
hand in hand
kissed by love
you and I
with this
new found
blissful wisdom
beached
free
of hate
and fear
beseech
profound love
grounded 
so soundly here

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