Only the View

I like to walk on the beach, I said,

As it sweeps around in the bay,

There isn’t a single building here

To rise, or get in the way,

It’s as it was when the world was formed

For only the tides will change,

And God sits there in his easy chair,

There’s nothing to rearrange.

 

You brought me here when the sky was clear

In the first full flush of love,

Your eyes met mine, they were so divine

And I thanked the Lord above,

For what were the chances of meeting you

In the larger scale of things,

Angels are usually out of view

But they gave your soul bright wings.

 

It was just by chance, but I saw you dance

When you thought you were on your own,

But I was out in the park at dawn

When you fluttered down from your throne,

I thought my eyes had been mesmerised

When you twisted, turned and spun,

That perfect grace, and an angel’s face

In the rays of the morning sun.

 

You brought me here to this lonely beach

Where the love we made was fun,

But then you said it was out of reach

It would soon be dead and gone,

For nothing as fine as this could last

It was tempting fate, you said,

And ‘darker shadows will come to pass’

Were the words I came to dread.

 

The season is brief for everything

For life, you said, for love,

And youth is merely the briefest dream

When it comes to push and shove,

But I walk the beach now the years have gone

With the memories that we share,

But now you share them from up above

With God asleep in his chair.

 

The future yawns, for we’re just the pawns

In some sad, celestial game,

A brief exposure to happiness

And the rest in eternal pain,

So I walk the beach for I try to reach

The days I was here with you,

Your shadow teases me at the breach,

In the end, there’s only the view.

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Marie]

A very melancholy poem indeed. I avoid the places I went with those I loved, because I don't need reminding how short life is, how brief my own seasons were.

THis is turning out to be a sad Christmas. Dr. Wood's father shot Santa, and Michael Stevens did too.

I've only dealt with the lighter side so far.

[Avinash]

I hate women who do this. Just leaving people for the sake of their non-existent fears and insecurities.
In fact they already have an exit plan ready before you come together with them.

[ANTO]

Its as it was when the world was formed - gave me a lump in my throat David - I always look aththings and see prehistoric scenes play out. I may not get any further down this poem at this sitting.
Thank you

[R Smith]

a beautiful tale of love David, such a sad ending but the beauty is running right through it and its good to have that place to go and remember down on the beach :)

[Valentine]

One to top my favorites list. You hit me square in the heart with this write...you even brought tears to my eyes. I could see so many of my own feelings since losing my honey. I guess all that those who are left behind can do is to thank God for all of the time lovers got to spend together. This is beautiful David, Thank you for writing it. Kathie

[MomzillaNC]

This one is rather surprising from you. It's so delicate and sad… Gorgeous writing.