Poetry In Motion

My life is like a stroll upon the beach. - Thoreau

tides of feelings and emotions draw in and out, forming reefs of stanzas

quatrains of waves slyly caress the shore in verses

tossed seaweed salad of rhythm along with sharp rocks of rhyme

assonance smooth as sea glass

deep, foaming meter

sunny metaphors play peek-a-boo behind passing clouds

broken shells of alliteration hurt my feet

i'm swept away

caught in a riptide

quickly

someone throw me a title

breathe life into drowning imagery

give my life meaning

Author's Note

"The sea-shore is a sort of neutral ground, a most advantageous point from which to contemplate this world. It is even a trivial place. The waves forever rolling to the land are too far-travelled and untamable to be familiar. Creeping along the endless beach amid the sun-squall and the foam, it occurs to us that we, too, are the product of sea-slime." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work. Powerful and poignant.

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A very meaningful use of metaphor. One day, a very religious friend of mine told me that the waves were going backwards because they were trying to reach God. If he hadn't been such a bigot for his other thoughts about other things, I might have found it poetic. But how quickly my ideas change when a true poet like you explains it so beautifully! This is a very well written one.
"sunny metaphors play peek-a-boo behind passing clouds" so clever.
A very nice song and a very nice quote from Thoreau. Fits with the poem perfectly.