The Man by the Sea

Fingernails dig into the earth
I'm hanging off the edge of uncertainty,
the wind keeps spinning,
spiraling... and it's winning
as it tries to drag me down.
I feel as if I'm slipping,
the drunk, without the pleasantries,
jagged rocks set far beneath
it's just this cliff... and me,
the earth softens, so dubiously,
I grasp an old root just below
while my fingertips lose their hold,
A tumble...
that keeps on for what seems like forever,
down, down, and down continues
I twist, turn, approaching the rocks far too fast,
trying to find the most hopeful way to land,
desperate to escape death's gripping hand.
I gaze at the last sunrise,
a beauty only known to those, once blind.
I close my eyes, 
accepting my fate, because everyone dies,
awaiting the smack and crunch i imagine in my mind,
but time moves on, and nothing comes,
sounds of torrential wind, replaced, with gentle hums.
Songs between the ebb and flow of the sea,
softly... taking over me,
it's cool waters refreshing and new,
opening my eyes to a sky, gentle blue,
as comfort crosses over my cold, stiff body,
I feel the warmth of arms around me,
lips on my forehead with satin intent,
it doesn't matter to me, who this man will ever be,
I'll remember him as the heaven sent,
he was always meant to see.

Reviews

[Chris]

I appreciate my nightmares, they remind me I'm alive. I liked the heart you had during yours. The end carried a smile.

[Aramey]

Thank you Chris, I've become accustomed to my nightmares. Though I don't feel quite the same without them, it makes the break into reality so much sweeter :)

[Everett DeValle]

Beautiful scribe, Aramey...the vision was spectacular...I couldn't help but being transported into wistful emotions of this visual lyrics. Awesome. :)

[Aramey]

Glad you enjoyed it! and thank you for stopping by :)

[Everett DeValle]

I really did, it always intrigued me on why writers wrote what they wrote...lovely visuals, Aramey. Write on. :)

[J Forrest Wellman]

I really enjoyed this poem.

[Aramey]

Thank you Forrest, and thank you for stopping to read.