Echoing voices in the wind –
Rumbling waves call unto me …
In sombre black unhappiness,
Between yesterday and tomorrow.
“Come to me – I will keep you safe”
The sea speaks in her persuasive tones
“In me you may forget the past –
In me avoid your lost tomorrows.”
Walking down this sandy beach –
Broken shells and empty bottles
Lay in the sand forlorn … forgotten –
Flotsam thrown-up by the sea.
“Oh mighty mother you speak to me,
Of safety in your loving arms
But this flotsam that you’ve left behind
Sings to me another rhyme.”
Echoing voices in the wind –
Rumbling waves call unto me …
Yes, I think I’ll stay yet for a while,
Between yesterday and tomorrow.
© G.s.k. ‘15
This is a scheduled post, since today I’m in Padua for my son’s graduation. Thanks for reading this post. Georgia (Bastet)
One might say the sea is speaking to me right now. Physically, I live in a landlocked state. However, I’m experiencing a high degree of suicide ideation. My life is full of stress with no relief in sight. The idea of walking into the waves and having to deal with it no more is very appealing.
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I think that there are moments in our lives when one would just like to stop and “rest” … andthat was the sense of this poem … but then there’s that something that helps us continue our voyage … and it isn’t always beauty or happiness … you’re in my thoughts …
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This is surely my new fave of yours, Bastet! Ooh, every line is so rich!!
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Thanks J … 🙂
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Welcome.
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a walking experience is cool.
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Oh my! This one literally brought a lump at this end, Bastet. I am born and brought up on the western coast of India..and how I could imagine myself in your expressions..These lines took a piece of my heart
““Oh mighty mother you speak to me,
Of safety in your loving arms
But this flotsam that you’ve left behind
Sings to me another rhyme.”
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Thanks Sunita for your thoughts … I’m really happy that my poem moved you!
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