Blades of sharpest steel pierce me
Until my soul is numbed
By man and natures cures

I see not around me
Those also torn and broken
Within their watchful despair.

I see not that if I were observing
The destructive writhing agony
Of  those who hold my heart

I too would be more broken
Than even now in my careless
Wasteful destruction.

I see not that I wrench the heart from my loved ones,
With my blind endeavors to **** my pain,
In my struggle for survival.

I see not that I would move heaven and earth
To mend their pain
If I were the observer.

Numbed within my cave
I see nothing but cold,
Lonely despair
And darkness.

Reality is drowned beneath the waves.
The bubbling crescendo
Sounding forth its mockery
At my resistance.

Anguished cries are muted
By the vast liquid’s gossamer grasp.
Each arching crest curves around my soul
Cocoon like it entraps me.

Explosive waves roar their obsession.
Each powerful white tipped crest
Rolls with the joy of loves persistent tattoo.

White water propels me headless
Towards destiny’s ocean
Its power rushes through my veins.
Tossing me over the edge of reason
The Tsunami consumes me in its passion.

Heart pounding within my rapturous journey
The water falls away into distant oblivion.
Suddenly I am ****** free of its tenuous hold
It’s vehemence crashing me against the scared shore.
There the marks of our passing remain a constant reminder
Cherished scars to be carried on loves momentous tide

Like a Tsunami come to claim the soul,
Love seeks my full surrender.

Oh summer where have you gone?
Blistery cold is un-banished
By your amorous flirtations
Rain and cold permeate my being
Causing me to ponder your fickle nature

Your face hidden in feminine fancy
Oh summer I am your true love
Withhold not your charms from me
With one smile
You can banish the gloom forever.

Each thoughtful pondering
Sliver like descends in inked threads
Removed from within the whirlpool of my mind
To become a living, breathing substance.

Many just cluttered mumblings
Extracted to clear the thoughts and reasoning’s
Of the eccentric soul

Pencieve, I pity you
For now you bear the clutter
That enables poetic inspiration
To bring forth its fruits

Penceive I thank you
For without such as you
True confusion reigns

The surface rippled
Winds breath blow in mesmerizing waves  
Alive with a mind of its own

Each fluid crest
Curves, arches, froths
Into a Kaleidoscope of movement

Its white frothy plumes lapping the surface
Tenderly caressing the golden sand
Stroking with love
Changing with its touch

The moist spray wafts over the rocks
Moistening with its presence
Spurting upwards against each resistance

Woman like it moves with a mind of its own
Unpredictable, beautiful, miraculous
Its aqua marine depths reflecting light and color    
Each different shade accented
By the white tip of its wind blown surface

Untold stories of its endless travels lie
Buried within the sand tossed particles of the ocean floor
This living, breathing, creature
Who can understand its ways?