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Celeste
Senior Member

since 2000-11-11

Posts 597

0 posted 2001-03-08 10:23 PM

The trees are bare
and there's a bitter bite
in the wind
that seems to go straight through me
and yet I can't go in yet
just feel the need to stand here for a moment
in the night
with strands of my hair blowing across my face
and I long for the ocean
for waves crashing powerfully against the shore
for the sand beneath my feet
for that awe inspiring feeling of vastness
of constant
of forever
The touch of tender delicate shells
worn smooth from their life in the sea
And I long to run straight in
diving beneath the waves
Naked and free
Except some nasty fish would inevitably touch me
or I'd pick the one spot there was a stray shark
who was a little on the hungry side
So I scratch that part
There's still the beach
Salt air and the moon
hanging above the water as if by

cows bellow across the street
I open my eyes reluctantly
glaring their way,
and realize I'm shivering in the cold
on the front steps in the night's wind
but that's only for now
I know where I'm going

To hold tomorrow we must first be willing to let go of yesterday.

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

1 posted 2001-03-08 10:33 PM

wish I knew where I was going

for that awe inspiring feeling of vastness
of constant
of forever

love those lines..

~Wynter

"The worst prison would be a closed heart".
...Pope John Paul II

Mysteria

Member Laureate

since 2001-03-07

Posts 18328
British Columbia, Canada

2 posted 2001-03-08 11:06 PM

I felt your longing...living by the ocean I can tell you that you are longing for a very good reason. I loved your poem and the visuals were nice and vivid. Thank you for a great evening read.

JLR
Senior Member

since 2001-02-04

Posts 1785

3 posted 2001-03-08 11:50 PM

Ocean dreams, cow reality...kinda like champagne taste, beer money. I appreciate both and you wrote it well!

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

4 posted 2001-03-09 12:28 PM

Wonderful, wonderful visit to the shore. It caused me to think that that is perhaps a time when I would miss having long hair. When the strands of my hair could not add another bit of sensuousness to the seabreeze. I'm curious...was it to reflect interrupted thought, or were you searching for a word and forgot to go back and insert it in the following:

Salt air and the moon
hanging above the water as if by

"cows bellow" is the beginning of the next line

I'm always afraid I'm going to forget to go back and put in that word that wouldn't come to me...in fact, I think I've done that very thing.

Packratmike
Senior Member

since 2001-02-25

Posts 632
California, USA

5 posted 2001-03-09 02:39 AM

VAS...it worked for me as an interrupted thought.

dreamkeeper....pour me one of them brandys! I liked your poem.

Packratmike

Celeste
Senior Member

since 2000-11-11

Posts 597

6 posted 2001-03-09 06:10 AM

Yes, Packratmike has it, was supposed to be an interrupted thought.

Thanks everyone! I honestly thought it was terrible, but was not a good writing night last night. I'd hoped a bit of brandy would help.

To hold tomorrow we must first be willing to let go of yesterday.

Bill Charles
Member Patricius

since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

7 posted 2001-03-09 07:40 AM

dreamkeeper - a bit of the brandy, a cold night wind, and searching out thoughts as the moon and stars light the sky. A thoughtful writing.

BC

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