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RSWells
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0 posted 2002-10-23 11:58 AM



As red tide sea you swept, inpotable
swell whose journey led nowhere save
vertical lifts whose highs too brief,

whose lows standard, amid hills of
gunmetal grey waves where upraised
eyes found only skies of haze and

minor eddies muddling East from West.
What energy I had was wasted twisting
counter-vortex looking for the rope,

the lifesaver, the hook from (foolishly)
a passerby who gave a damn. I surrendered
to the currents which led me far from me.

How was it I forgot to swim? Only now do
I awaken as a castaway who after twenty
years is beached. And true while I tired,

weakened and disheveled from such a
sordid saga I live. And yes I've been
disgorged to a desert trading dunes for

waves but on firm ground with bluer skies,
a Sun which gives direction so that I might
rise and walk, perhaps find me. Outside

love no longer calls from the horizon
or the mornings and at last I can live
with this.

[This message has been edited by RSWells (10-23-2002 02:50 PM).]

© Copyright 2002 Richard S. Wells jr. - All Rights Reserved
the_loner_23
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1 posted 2002-10-23 12:18 PM


Awesome. Sounds like he has an adventure on his hands. Good write.

Cold hands means a warm heart

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2 posted 2002-10-23 12:28 PM


understand this one all too well... so I can't say it gave an easy time in reading..for I got distracted along the way looking inside....but it does read well and it certainly shows the talent you have for putting the depth of meaning into but a few words...

good stuff....


Soleil Noir
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3 posted 2002-10-23 12:42 PM



Beached thoughts, hardly
leaving energy for those
that would still pick up
the shells to remark upon
their beauty...

RSWells
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4 posted 2002-10-23 02:58 PM


Thanks for the replies. This is a momentous occasion where for the first time I won't capitalize love. It need take forms other than male/female henceforth. Self, familial, who knows? But no more debilatating longing. This from a shell who's baked brittle from the residual brine of indifference and the relentless heat of an unforgiving Sun.
Martie
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5 posted 2002-10-23 05:03 PM


Richard

Time can be a friend or enemy..just depends on the trips we take, for it seems when we are not counting, we are learning something important.  (hmmm, does that even make sense?)

I liked the possitive feel to this poem Richard...and really, love is important, and maybe one day you will capitalize it again...especially when talking about self.

Toerag
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6 posted 2002-10-23 05:06 PM


Great write Mr. Wells....
Sunshine
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7 posted 2002-10-23 10:04 PM



Thank you, Richard...

...Oh!  We grasp at that elusive word, just the
one word that will bring it all
back once we reach our
destination, if not
our destiny,

holding on to it and milking it,
tasting it in our mouth, rolling it over and over
like a mantra, that one word that will
bring forth from the depths
of the well of us
all that would pour forth and nourish
any reader who is desiccated
and waiting,

like a sponge thrown from the sea
and beached,
dried brittle by the harsh sun and
sucked dry from the sands below,

and then like the mighty return
of the wave in the dark of night,
having snuck back up the shoreline
toward the pier,
we crash upon the sponge/paper
and let it drink in all that it waited
for…

...

regards2you
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8 posted 2002-10-25 08:15 PM


Richard, by the time I read Karilea's response I forgot what I wanted to say to you. (big smile)

Oh, yes.... I can relate completely with your poem. I honestly understand how you feel and it is so good to see some of my thoughts written so eloquently by you.

I so appreciate your poetry.

Thank you ever so much,
Warmly, Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

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9 posted 2002-10-25 09:29 PM


While I cannot and never have identified with this feeling, I do feel for you.  For as long as I have known you - you capitalized the "L" in love as it was your saving grace, and the one thing that filled you up when you were empty with warmth and hope.  Life is but a journey and it is through our choices how pleasant or distasteful it becomes.  We do have an option of which road we travel. I will pray that you will find the faith in love you once had and give it the respect you once did.  
Sandpiper
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10 posted 2002-10-26 05:59 AM


I have always believed that before love finds us, we must first love ourselves.  It sounds as though you are on that journey, pure love will come when the time is right, until then, get to know Richard, I think you will find that you like him.
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11 posted 2002-10-26 02:56 PM


terribly well done on the melancholy of loss

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

garysgirl
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12 posted 2002-10-26 04:55 PM


Richard, this part really stood out to me.....

"love no longer calls from the horizon
or the mornings and at last I can live
with this"

I was almost at this point in my life, because of so many hurts in relationships in my past. Then, when I was least expecting it, (and  CERTAINLY  not  LOOKING  for it), the most wonderful and loving man I have ever met came into my life. It started out with us being friends and now has grown into us being wonderfully in love.

Richard, I know this poem could have more than one meaning, but this is just one aspect I saw. I hope that you will one day find the completeness of whatever you may be looking for.

Thanks for sharing your wonderful work with us. You are a very talented poet, Sir.


Love to All,
Ethel

Robert Adamson
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13 posted 2002-10-26 06:32 PM


Sounds like an ending full of successful beginnings-- I like that! Thank you.

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