Suddenly the wave breaks.
Jun 26

I read the words of strangers
And so many of them ring in my mind,
Exploding with the exact memories of someone I have never met
That mimic mine so closely.

Sometimes I even think for the split second of reaction
That someone I knew might have written these words
And then all sense returns and I realise it is simple similarity.

Suddenly the wave breaks.
I was well and now I'm not.

I was floating, even drifting,
But then the vicious white surf tickles my hair,
As I look up to see the entire body of the wave collapse on me.

And below the water,
Watching the submerged air bubbles all around,
I realise I'm alone again.

A poem darker than my usual style. I usually don't like to be so dramatic and melancholic, but at the moment I feel it is fair for me to write in such a way.
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The wave, I understand so late, rumbles and loom
Nov 22, 2013

The wave, I understand so late, rumbles and looms larger than expected.
I wade forward in surrender.  Waiting.
Drawing closer, the tow low and powerful, I know that the shore is no longer attainable.

As the crest nears, I see in it things I am not prepared to face....
Regret, Sadness and Fear all churn violently as I seek passage.
Rise. Float.  I wait silently and accept.
I long to float above into forgotten still waters, peaceful currents.

The wave presses me close. I feel its chilling power and succumb.
I remember. Agonize over choices made and consequences realized.

Rise. Float. Dream of still water and peaceful currents.


as assured as the wave’s return, seeking
Alex S Di Iorio
Alex S Di Iorio
Sep 25, 2012

Heavy hearted and light-headed I stand,
my musing eyes open wide like the sea.
Desperation clutching my shelled heart’s hand,
longing for the right opportunity.
Two frigid feet bound by time’s iron clasp
buried deeply underneath sandy grit,
long hidden from warmth or water, they gasp,
and to the aqueous nectar forfeit
as it trickles, healing like tears streaming
down a child’s freshly salted red cheeks
and breath of clean air upon pain’s leaving,
as assured as the wave’s return, seeking
to lift tender soles from their timid rest,
soothing the yearning ache within my chest.

Like a crashing wave
Nestor David Armas
Nestor David Armas
Mar 25, 2013

When she rushes
Into you
Like a crashing wave
Like a gust of wind
Like a summer's day breeze
Like a happy pup,
This is her love
Washing over you
Drowning you
Embracing you
Adoring you,
Her arms
Her smile
Her laughter
Her joy
Of her heart
Her mind blinded
At the sight of you,
All for you
Whether friend
Or lover,
Don't ever;
Never ever let go...
APAD13 - 083 © okpoet

Another wave rushes over me

Another wave rushes over me
My reflection scatters
in both sky and sea
Flooding my mind
with tiny whirpools of what can
And cannot be.

Another wave rushes toward me
I close my eyes and wait silently
A roar it makes,
It towers, it strengthens;
Then crashes below my feet.

Another wave, I see it coming
This time I run without the warning
A fish drowns in water
Not knowing where I've gone
Or where I'm going.

Another wave I see above me,
I slow down my breath, counting
One. Two. Three.
I pause, my eyes wide open
To find ripples of possibilities.

This tidal wave of emotion
Michaela Ginter
Michaela Ginter
Dec 24, 2011

This tidal wave of emotion
came sweeping down upon me
it drowned me and swept me out to sea
and dragged me down to the bottom
I laid there lifelessly
and let it control me
as it swayed me up and down
and let me stray farther and farther
a few years later it began to kill me
and i started to lose grip of reality
till finally
It hit me
So hard that I realized I was in control
that no matter how big of a wave or the currents pull
I can escape and rearrage where the tidal wave goes

Oct 11, 2013

So long, dear rangers
Till we meet in the next combat
Don't let those tears run down,
In my pray, your name I say.

Its a tidal wave of sadness. I feel it creep up. I feel
Mae Alyson
Mae Alyson
Jul 16, 2013

Its a tidal wave of sadness. I feel it creep up. I feel it swallow me completely, blurring my vision, what I once saw as important, now a figment.
This hurt is too much to bear and with every pounding heartbreak, I can tell. I can see that the end is near. But I refuse to plummet off the edge.
I'll be stronger than I am today, tomorrow. But tomorrow the me that I was today, will be washed away, the tidal wave collecting a new captive.


can be a shock of an ocean wave
Emma Jenny

Isn't it funny how one moment
can be a shock of an ocean wave
rushing away fears
refreshing your mind
forcing you to relax in it's pleasure

and the next moment turns out to be
that same wave
pushing your feet from underneath
your once thought anchored body
drowning you in its misery
engulfing your vulnerability
and spitting you back out to
fend for yourself
between the storms of every new and
even larger wave?

Sometimes it's just best to wave goodbye.

As a wave of Bohemians~ descended last night.
Mar 10

Smoke smiled in circles
As nirvana swirled from our bowls
We were drummed to life
With tambourine thumb rolls.
Our boot laces danced to cymbals invite
As a wave of Bohemians~ descended last night.
We embraced the ethos of celebration and song
We loved and we laughed and we knew no wrong.
The full moon shined with pleasured erotic glow
As the the wave of Bohemians were cast in her shadow.

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