Emergence

Out of the storm

Tempted to sleep through the downpour

of salt water under parched pink clouds

of lithium powder and sunset blues,

I arose.

No longer hiding from the angry storms,

I stretch out naked on the shore, exposed

to the rain and sun amidst baptisms of 

salt and sand.

Cleansed of sin as I anoint my own brow,

before the infinite White waves, changing 

with the rise and fall of so much hot air,

I stand.

The sun emerges from behind the tempest

like a shipwrecked man on a strange shore

without solid ground, building on pebbles.

I feel free

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Reviews

[Dewella~Vintella]

Wonderfully done. The words used and the flow created a vivid imagery and gave great emotion to the piece. I felt peaceful as I read this, as if, I to where there in the sand, free of all woes and worries. Just the pureness of the nature around me.

Again, great job.

Vinny~

[An owl on the moon]

Magic woven in metaphor, you journey us to the sea's storm and soul's release. Profoundly moving!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I stretch out naked on the shore exposed, cleansed of sin I stand. I was tempted to sleep through the downpour of saltwater under parched pink clouds but now I no longer hide, I am free. Wonderful write!

[Pradnya]

i loved this poem

[Starry Eyed]

I lvoe this poem, well described and good imagery used.