By The Sea

By The Sea

A Poem by Gracie.M

Let’s go on a journey by the sea,

The more the merrier, or so we believed,

An immovable stare and some shy laughter,

You are the Prince I’ve long sought after.

 

Hats on heads and towels on hand,

Side by side, we lay upon sand,

This is our moment, perfect but fleeting

My hands are shaking, my heart swiftly beating.

 

I had loved you for a long time, so deeply, to my bones,

And finally in that instant, in this I had no longer felt alone,

But alas that moment had to come to an end,

I am speaking to you now as a distant friend.

 

And so, to you, dear prince, I have to say,

That I will never forget that day,

That moment of love, though long since gone,

Is the inspiration, for my poems.

© 2013 Gracie.M


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Gracie.M
Any feedback would be kindly appreciated :)

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Effectively sad as a joyous memory held on to for all time. Lucky person they were and didn't realize...

Thanks for the share

Posted 11 Years Ago


"this is our moment, perfect but fleeting"...I like it, the penultimate line as well, "That moment of love, though long since gone". The language and structure helps the audience envision/feel the brief joy of the experience.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Gracie.M

11 Years Ago

Thanks for the feedback :)
no princes only paupers, no castles only cast partys. no gods among men, or witch'es among women, only what we see and what we can accept.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Really nice c: I like how you tinted the entire piece with the fact that the love was something from the past.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Gracie.M

11 Years Ago

Thankyou :)

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