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The Beach

I sit here between the rocks and the water
contemplating the grains of sand
Sifting between my toes
The sky is black, but I do not notice
I am absorbed in the simpleness of my task that accomplishes nothing
I see a faint glint in the blue-black sand
I barely notice
The soft purr of the tide washes over my feet
Partly awakening me from my emptiness
Reminding me of my surroundings
I see a swift reflection of my forlorn face
I see it?
In this blackness?
Or is it an unearthly blueness?
I lift my chin slowly
To gaze at the sand
The waves
The horizon
The sky
It is now a line of pale blue
Look with me
Do you see it?
I move a frozen, unused limb out of position
It hurts, but it feels better afterwards
The blue moves and turns to white
The water gets excited
I find that I have hands and fingers
They look foreign to me in this irregular light
I stretch them out towards the sea
I wait for something
to change
to lift
My feet in the sand
My heart in a cloud
Somewhere
My eyes widen
I find my lips
I move them
To glorify
to call
The oncoming something
I stare
I stare
Stare with me
What is it?
A radiant yellow glow
Fills my mind and my heart
My body feels
A familiar feeling
My eyes burn
But I don't care
I am blind with joy
I am free
I take a step
Into the warm blanket
of minute rocks
The warmth courses through my body
to my head
Another step
Another
my footsteps quicken
The tips of my toes
Barely make contact
with the hot ground
My eyes are closed
A smile creeping up on my face
My heartbeats quicken
my arms flailing behind me
like the tail of a kite
One more step and...
I'm there.
I'm flying.
My arms are my wings
I'm swimming in the waves
Of air
Don't try to bring me down
I will stay here forever
I am happy
A beautiful moment in time
I'm here.

Author notes

I was feeling incredibly tired and depressed one day.  All that day I was really sad for no reason at all. Then I came home and was talking to my friends and at the same time they all complimented me on various things and those simple acts made my day :-D That's kindof what this poem is about, although I did exaggerate a bit :-P
Written January 21st, 2005

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  • riasme
    April 2, 2005
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    wonderfully written

    Marina,
    This is beautiful. Nice and long. Even though Rocky and Bullwinkle say, quality is more important than quality, this has both. I wonder why nobody else applauded this poem! If I could, I would applaud it infinity times. This is one of the best poems you've written so far!
    I love you

    Anelise