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.
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.
When she rushes
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
Of her heart
Her mind blinded
At the sight of you,
All for you
Never ever let go...
APAD13 - 083 © okpoet
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.
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.
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
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
There is a heat wave, moving from State to State. Some people are removing their garments, jumping into the nearest Lake.
There are so many people, coming out of their clothes. Some tart at the top, working their way down to their toes.
With this hot heat wave, people are trying their best to keep cool. This heat wave is so hot, one that cannot be fooled.
Everyone need to brace themselves, because another one is on the way. There is no need to complain, jump into the water and pray!.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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.
Being swept away in a tidal wave of thought
I've been thinking about a time
When rings were bought,
I love you's were said
And you're telling me he doesn't hold you like I did
Doesn't dry your tears
Doesn't care about your hopes or fears
I'm sorry is all I ever hear
I want to go back to that life
The one where you were almost my wife
This tidal wave of thought won't let me forget
That I can't let you back in