Ocean’s Edge

Ocean’s Edge

On the edge of the ocean, I stand 

In your presence free to bask.

Wondering your motives? 

Dare I dance with the night

To feel the power of emotion

On maddening edges of ebbs and flow.

Faraway a destiny, devoured and swallowed

The depths of the ocean bewitch

More than I wish to bare.

A spiraling fall

It is your hands that grasp me now

To save me from the swelling night.  

A side of you I know not

Where beacons of light 

gently place my feet.

What motive have you now?

Do I trust the memory

Entwined with a newness I know not?

Try I must, try I might

For it is you, I live and die for now

It is you, I breath the breathe of life.

Copyrights Reserved by Brianna Brie

October 19, 2022

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

In the last line...should "Breath" and Breathe" be reversed?
I like the maddening edges of ebbs and flow....and the destiny devoured and swallowed...
I find this to relate to a relationship that did not work because of mistrust...but the speaker still loves the person, and now wants to know...should I trust a second chance...or will the same thing happen.
And then it is like a "need to" try again...
your note before the poem works as a poem itself....beautiful.
j.

[Brianna Brie]

Yes, I do believe you are right about switching breath and breathe. I will do that. Thank you for taking the time to review. Have a wonderful day.

[Troy Dean]

Very moved by this Brianna, it reminds me of that voice who speaks in silence from within. A truly beautiful poem but between these words actually something way beyond that. Thank you for this

[SleeplessVolcano]

The ocean gives us peace when we don't have answers, and sometimes gives us questions when we are tired of asking. Thank you for sharing.

[willweb]

And what is this we find at the ocean's edge...a new or different story, a truth waiting to be believed, a touch softer than remembered...the mystery of the beach is as deep as its surroundings. This felt good to read.

[Brianna Brie]

Thank you for your thoughts. Have a pleasant day.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

A nicely written metaphor for falling in love and the doubts or fears associated with it. Not knowing if the heart of the other is equal to your own. It's the reason why we never stop writing poetry about this powerful emotion we are both blessed and cursed to live with. Solid work Brianna. Keep on writing and sharing your art.

[Brianna Brie]

Thanks, Carlos. Love sure does keep us entertained in more ways than one.