I wade through heavy sand,
to get to the waters edge,
I gaze out to the open sea,
& horizon, give up my head.
I throw down the stolen shells,
drop the multi-coloured stones.
The driftwood waves me goodbye.
Reach to the horses of foam,
who lift me above their backs,
in churning under the waves,
I helplessly feel myself relax.
I don't want to worry,
about ever coming back.
Comments
shoe | March 10, 2010 - 15:49
I love this Kahdai, The end rounds it off perfectly,
Kahdai | March 10, 2010 - 22:49
Glad so shoe, I really feel like I lose myself, stood by the sea. x
Curse of 222 | March 13, 2010 - 13:30
i agree with shoe about the ending. the whole piece effectively captures a moment with some good imagery. i especially like: "The driftwood waves me goodbye."
do you use "&" instead of "and" for a particular reason?
jason
Kahdai | March 15, 2010 - 10:42
Ah, I guess am just lazy with typing and keep forgetting to change it afterwards & here it fits in the lines nicer. :) I'm glad you lik it, that was added in after.
Luly Whisper | May 3, 2010 - 08:16
Very expressive. I love watching the sea.
Kahdai | May 5, 2010 - 17:41
Thanks Luly Whisper! I am same, especially stormy, just get lost in the waves!