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A Pocketful of Sand

“Greeting the Ocean” by deadpoet88

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I sat alone by the seashore
Waiting for the waves to catch me
And take me out to sea
Yet I felt a strange fear
Of being washed up on alien shores
And finding the emptiness that haunts me.

The sands were soft under my feet

As the sea would come to greet me
With a delightful coolness
And splash me when I least expected>
Leaving the taste of lingering salt on my tongue
And the rough sand clinging to my dress.

I danced a waltz with the ocean

Catching the water in the cup of my hand
As the waves rolled higher, engulfing more sand
And there was no one I wanted but you
To hold my hand as I walked on
Into the ocean to greet the highest wave.

I surrendered to the saline waters

Letting it play tug of war with my body
I watched the pebbles roll out beside me
Too feeble to resist the smoothing waves
And crab peeked through the salty liquid
Before being carried out to sea.

Then I found myself standing

As the waves crashed against me
And took me closer to peace
And I walked away from the salty sea
With an unexpected gift left by the ocean
A pocketful of sand and a smile on my lips.

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There is something about the ocean which draws me towards it. I guess most people must feel this way about the ocean, but I somehow believe that I have such a liking for it because I spent much of my childhood living near it. I didn’t visit it that often, but if I had known what a wonderful the sea is at that time, I’m sure I would’ve gone there every chance I had. Some of my earliest memories are about beaches, seashells, and the sound of the waves. Somehow I’m feeling kind of nostalgic about it. There is nothing like sitting in the water as the waves lap over you. I can just sit and listen forever.

Passion

Crushed (Google Search: http://jayavictor.blogspot.com/2010/11/crushed-rose-petals.html)

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Sleep has come a long way
From the doors closed upon it,
And the dancing snowflakes
Like fluttering memories
Drift over closed eyelids,
And I can no longer tell
Whether you are a dream
Or waking consciousness.

I want to suffer for you,
This passion I feel is endless,
I want to replace your tears
With drops of my blood,
Take your agony into my heart
And leave you with your bliss
Unharmed by sweet realities
I want to take that frown
And turn it upside down,
I just want to give
And take nothing in return.

I am awake now
Brutally aware of my existence,
Little escapes my senses,
Paper-cuts leave me empty
Yet I feel too much,
How many pages will I waste
With random marks in blue ink,
And this frigid world
Bids me to kneel with empty hands,
There is nowhere to run,
Nor anything to keep me here.

I can feel your warmth
Starting in the palm of my hands,
It is all that I care for
In this frozen life I live,
My passion burns with a fervor,
As it consumes me from inside,
I long to see your face
Though you are so far away,
Remember the sadness you took away
From the depths of my heart?
I long to hold it in my hands
And crush it.

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Crane

Crane by deadpoet88

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With the Crane came happiness,
And sunlight dissolved the darkness
That had permeated deep into the soul.
The warmth crept up slowly,
Taking away the numbness inside,
And with it the melancholic echoes.
The silence it brought lingered on,
Like peace after a great storm,
And no chaos was left anymore.
This Great Crane, this wondrous bird,
Flew into my heart without a word,
And with it, came the essence of life.

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Fire, Water, Air

Bridge to Terabithia

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I found a verse you left me
From a different era
Locked up in the pages
Of a book I read long ago.
It spoke to me volumes
Of days that passed by
Secrets hidden under pillows
And forgotten over time.

The fire always lit inside of me
Courage in a different form
I would always try to play with it
Even though my finger would burn.
Now the flames are welcoming
And warms the air all around me
But I am afraid of stepping closer
Even though I have been burning all along.

The winding gravel road
Upon which we tread so softly
Grating sand under the sole of our feet
A sound which is music to my ears.
I should have seen this coming
When I first stepped onto the ground
But I waived away any such thoughts
As I walked down the track alone.

Like early spring showers
That wash away the tears
I’m soaked to the bone with joy
And I long for the dawn of each day.
Waves come splashing from distant shores
And I’m swimming under the sea
Calling out to my dry self on the beach
To jump in and smile with me.

This self-destruct button
Has finally been silenced
Though I never held any fear
Even if someday it would have gone off.
Yet you feared for me
I never understood why
Maybe because I am in love with pain
And you’ve been trying to set me free.

The winds of change are blowing
Changing directions, dancing
I’m caught in the current
No longer resisting this change.
It carries the sound of my heartbeat
With the fragrance of a new day
Through these sands of time
Changing, forever changing.

There is no permanence
This I have learned with time
These fleeting moments I cherish more
For we’re just like autumn leaves.
I close my eyes and see you smiling
Not so far away, yet not close enough
The leaves keep twirling
Until we too find ourselves lost.

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I received the Perfect Poet Award for Week 41. I am honored to receive the award and I accept it. The above is my acceptance poem. I would like to nominate Lady Pen for the next award.

I am also submitting the above for Thursday Poets’ Rally Week 42 hosted by Jingle

Dancing

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Like forgotten tears,
And frozen fears,
You are a thousand miles away,
I’ll seek you out
You will tell me,
I will listen,
Nothing matters,
Everything changes.

Like petals,
Fallen on the ground
Soft, like a carpet,
Infinitely bound,
Slowly faltering
With each step
Come to me
I reach out to you.

Madness divine,
Tangled, entwined,
I am spinning a web,
You will tear it,
I will still catch you,
Coax you, persuade you,
You cannot escape me,
You will not even try.

The tables turn,
I don’t know you,
You read me like a book,
Why bother? I ask
The world will churn us
Make us into buttery soup
Where will you be,
Where will I?

I will play, you will sing,
We will be one
No, a million,
With one face
You will be me,
I will be you,
We will be different,
As poisoned fangs and soft fur.

A single clink,
Will bring together
Our souls for a moment,
Everlasting memory
I have seen it all,
I have seen nothing,
Come with me
I reach out for you.

But you are too far away.
Innocent, naive
I cannot play with you,
Would you let me?
A drop for a drop,
A smile for a smile,
Come to me,
I will wait for you.

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I have submitted the above for Thursday Poets’ Rally Week 40 hosted by Jingle.

Entwined Lives

Strangers

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Strangers come and go,
From unknown faces
To much searched for smiles,
From unsure greetings
To teary-eyed goodbyes
On this journey called life.

She was an ordinary nobody
Seeking herself and her dreams
Hoping for something good
To meet her at the corners of life
She was carefree, she loved freedom,
But had her insecurities too.

He was a boy with common tastes,
Constantly searching for familiarity
In the strangest of things
Words rarely left his lips
But his mind never stayed still
As he soaked up life like a sponge.

She would walk a mile in one’s shoes
But never let another near her own
Her eyes held mysteries so deep
Though sad and distant was her gaze
She had big dreams on some days
Yet wanted nothing from this life on others.

He couldn’t care less for pleasures
That the world had to offer
He wanted something more
Something substantial and permanent
But he tried hard to convince himself otherwise
As he walked down this worn out road.

She would feel so lonely and lost sometimes
Thinking how vast the universe was
There were not many people
Who could spark her imagination
But the ones who could
Were the ones that did not stay.

He was constantly searching
For someone to share his thoughts with
Someone who’s mind would resonate with his
Who could make him feel alive
But all he had found so far
Were not worth more than a few moments.

Their paths crossed on one fine day,
Two unknown strangers walking on the street,
And they smiled like they knew
What resided in the other’s soul,
They went home with a song
And courage in their hearts.

Yes, strangers come and go,
From unknown faces
To much searched for smiles,
From unsure greetings
To teary-eyed goodbyes
On this journey called life.

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Solitary Confinement

I received the Perfect Poet Award for Week 39.  I would like to accept it, and I nominate Lynna for the next Award.

Perfect Poet Award Week 39

I also received The Celebrate Poet of Spring Award. Thank you to everyone who voted for me.

Celebrate Poet of Spring Award

Here is my acceptance poem.

Broken and Stitched Up

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Standing In a room
Full of laughing people,
Friends I’ve come to know
And cherish with all my heart.

What more can one ask for?
Than these friendly smiles
The jokes and fun
And their caring shoulder to lean on?

Still sometimes I discover,
That no matter what,
No matter where, or with whom,
I am all alone in the dark.

Essentially and elementally isolated,
Broken and stitched up
Over and over again
I am but a child of solitude.

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