Warrior

Staying on the path.

I surfed on white crests til I was

soul doubted and worn

cold clotted...

I closed my stars;

packed in tattered thoughts.

The comfort of the skies

The embrace of green

Soft whispers of water

Fill me, lift me

return my resolve

to fight this path.

To win.

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

I surfed on white crests til I was
soul doubted and worn
cold clotted...
I closed my stars;
packed in tattered thoughts

The sea is a balm and this poem so to. This first stanza blew me away.

[emmajoy]

There's always a remedy, always help at hand for body and spirit - if you search until .. Your words hold the meaning of deliverance for you, For sure the sea has magic, you know it and truly glory in it. Wonderful writing, softly but joyfully graphic,

'The comfort of the skies ~ The embrace of green ~ Soft whispers of water ~ Fill me, lift me .. '

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

The comfort of the skies
The embrace of green
Soft whispers of water
Fill me, lift me -- I can so relate to these lines...

I love the way that you use ocean imagery to get across this thought provoking metaphor, because there is such freedom in the sea. Surfing is probably one of the most powerful and freeing experiences in the world, at least for me...to harness such amazing power, if only for a short while, how can one not feel powerful? Lovely piece...

[Nia Hope]

I Wally like this amazing job :)

[Nia Hope]

*really not Wally lol I'm sorry

[Mark]

Hehee that happens when I use my phone to comment. Thanks