Waters into Wine

There is no love like the sea brings!

Of tides and storms, or your wanderings.

For you, too, swirl your eddies at the moon,

And flow and ebb at my every afternoon.

 

The mornings see you cold in discontent

Towing frostily at the night spent;

And gathering your gown around each rivulet

You scatter late stars in your bathroom pirouette.

 

But evenings - ah - and there the change begins,

When your warmer currents give my feelings wings,

And you lap at shores and forests ill-defined

'Til your breakers beat your waters into wine.

 

And when love casts long runnels at my feet

To swirl and charm, and make my life complete,

I glimpse beyond some hidden pool that lies

And fancy tides that move behind your eyes.

 

David Lewis Paget

 

Reviews

[Lena M. P.]

Now this is truly beautiful! I loved this line, "When your warmer currents give my feelings wings,". See I knew there lurked a romantic soul beneath that spooky facade.

[allie_arrowz]

ooh yes i like this very much, i connect with it.

[Tate Morgan]

I am tracing the tale of your wanderings and finding what it is that brought out the man you became .I can see in these earlier works the seeds of the man you have become.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

The last two lines of the third and fourth stanzas are so beautifully memorable. I've written of the Ocean as a Woman myself and can easily see the eroticism in this piece. Why no one has commented is beyond me. This is beauty personified!

Linda Marie Van Tassell