My face caressed by the wind’s cool touch
I breathe deeply of its salty haze.
The ocean stretches out to meet the sky.
Heaven’s blossom breaks the union,
stains the clouds, like crimson paint
spilled on the canvas of my mind.
This driftwood bench a monument
to the breaking of dreams on the
vast expanse of waters.
I listen to a seagull cry as it
wafts through currents of the air,
while I listen to the girl cry
Who is seated by my side.
Her slender form shakes with
the weight of quiet tears.
Like crimson paint spilled on the sky
her story poured out on my heart,
a heart feeling worn as driftwood.
And in the silence of evening
I search my soul for what to say,
bringing to shape the formless words
Which are racing through my mind.
Yet they break apart and blow away
like dandelions on angel’s breath.
What words to mend a broken heart?
What comfort to bestow? I place my
arm around and draw her close.
And in the silence my words take wing
following the sun, I watch as they
disappear beyond the rim of the world
Author notes
Option 2, Sir Iliad
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Outstanding
I liked how you described the story, the sadness of the figure beside you and yet managed to fill this poem with vivid detail of the scene around you and then the sincerity with which you tried to find the right words to comfort her. This poem is well written and thoughtful.
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Why thank you RWD! Glad you liked it, and thanks for the comment. I'll catch up on some of your other pieces later, 'kay?
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Amazing! This really drew me in. At first, I thought it's about a day at the beach, and then I was stunned by the depth of feeling and imagery. I really enjoyed the metaphores, like;
"her story poured out on my heart,
a heart feeling worn as driftwood."
and,
"Yet they break apart and blow away
like dandelions on angel’s breath."
I am blown away. What a lucky girl to have you there by her side. I felt the depth of your frustration in trying to find words to comfort and heal her;
"And in the silence my words take wing
following the sun, I watch as they
disappear beyond the rim of the world..."
Often, a touch or a look of caring and compassion, says so much more than all the words in the human language can relate.
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wow...this is beautiful...A perfect piece for me to read before I try to lay my weary head for rest. I do believe I will come back for another read in the next few days.
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Wow. Perfect metaphors and imagery.
Surreal = love
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