She awaits his return home
from sailing the mighty ocean;
he had weathered the storms
of the ages, now an old seaman -
with his beard of dark moss,
sand in his dull eyes,
and salt in his gritty teeth;
eternally lying at the bottom of the sea.
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Painting by Pierre Puvis de Chavannes, 'Mad Woman at the Edge of the Sea'
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I simply love this! "dark beard of moss" "sand in dull eyes" "salt in gritty teeth" these particular words bring this piece alive!
The graphic you have chosen for this poem fits beautifully. It seems that even if she has to wait a long time, she will still be there watching, waiting for his return.
Well done and thank you for the opportunity of being able to read this.
Katie
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Such a poignant write!
As a Piscean I am drawn to the sea so the title instantly drew me in!...it saddened me that she waited so long whilst he lay in his watery tomb...yet one day they will be reunited in joy!...nice work...Dan xx
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Hiya, Dan!! How are you today?
Thank you for stopping in to read my poem, and for your thoughtful comments and kudos!! I like the way you paraphrased the 'watery tomb' at the bottom of the sea, and wish I had thought of it myself!! I'm still uncertain of the title. I had a couple others in mind, what do you think: 1) 'Woman of the Sea' or 2) 'Waiting by the Sea' or something else? Please let me know what you think (if & when you have time). 'Spirit of the Sea' isn't about the lady at all, as it refers to the drowned sailor. Thanks again!! Cyn 
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So interesting ...
and full of vivid imagery that had me contemplating your very thoughts in writing this poem. As for arafura's comment ... I should wonder? joy
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Hi Joy, Thank you for the kudos on my poem. The painting of the 'Mad Woman at the Edge of the Sea' inspired me to write this, mostly based on stories I've read in the past of men missing forever at sea, very sad. It touched me when I saw this poor, wretched lady as she stands waiting... and waiting. No cyber-love for me, thank you. If I wait, it's only to win the lotto so I can but a house overlooking the ocean. (I've given up on waiting for anything else!) Thanks again for stopping by today to read my work. Take care, Cyn
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Reminds me of women who wait for ghosts and phantom lovers... on the edge of cyber seas.
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Thank you for the kudos on my poem. The painting of the 'Mad Woman at the Edge of the Sea' inspired me to write this, mostly based on stories I've read in the past of men missing forever at sea, very sad. It touched me when I saw this poor, wretched lady as she stands waiting... and waiting. No cyber-love for me, thank you. If I wait, it's only to win the lotto so I can but a house overlooking the ocean. (I've given up on waiting for anything else!) Thanks again for stopping by today to read my work. Take care, Cyn
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