High tide

Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn. Harriet Beecher Stowe

The goodbye and speaking of it

 

 words

   that

stumble

over

lips

 

and are slipping away

with the high tide in the swallowing

down the curves of my throat

 

sentences without a verb

 

me

you

dear,

 

but do know

maybe for the last time

even if it was for the first

intensively sensitive

 

like guitar music or  homesickness

it sings in me like the strings

of friendship

far over the border

it tastes like a song

 

without understanding the feeling

of silence and still so much

to say that day

 

and now

remembering it again.

 

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

10/10/2014

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

many a time I've gone down memory lane and wondered if something done or said may have changed the outcome of events that have brought me here today where i stand. the funny thing is whenever i need time to think I'll go to the beach, watching the tide roll in gives me peace of mind. excellent write and thank you for sharing.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Mauricio. Glad you liked it. :) Rudi

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it is tough to think back on what we wish we would have said...but didn't.

when the opportunity to express is there, we need to take it....otherwise, regrets will wash upon the shore of memory.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Jacob, for visiting and giving your view on it. Have a good day, my friend. :) Rudi

[sinNsincerity]

I really enjoyed this read Rudy.
I really liked how,
"
words
that
stumble
over
lips

and are slipping away
with the high tide in the swallowing
down the curves of my throat

sentences without a verb

me
you
dear,"
gave me a picture of a wave coming onto shore then receding...

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

That was indeed the meaning of doing it that way. Thank you, Sin in Sincerity, for visiting and you kind remarks. :) Rudi

[sereenaoutloud]

OMG absolutely love this format... you have really made your words come alive in this write ...just stunning and one of my favs of yours!! :)

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Sereena, it's a poem I made last year in remembrance of a friend who was visiting from overseas and has gone back. Unfortunately, it was the last time because she died this year. At the moment, I made the poem I didn't know that this would happen. The guitar music mentioned in the poem was of her man Cacho Aguire who is famous guitar player and who played several songs when they were visiting us. Unforgettable memories. :) rudi

[sereenaoutloud]

Knowing this sad yet beautiful story that is behind this amazing write makes it even more powerful Rudi!
So sorry of you loss and thank you for sharing!! :)

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Sereena, have a good weekend. :) Rudi

[~]

An emotional write that we can see ourselves in. Those tides that are ever changing and engulfing.
there is always a time to retreat and a time to move forward..

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Moonskittles, for reading and reviewing. Tide in our life are indeed like that. :) Rudi

[ANTO]

You excelled here in terms of the complete ensemble Rudi. I wanted it to go on much longer. Such a sense of calm sadness imparted to the 'consumer', dare I say it. The writing is superb. Formatting too reminiscent of a shoreline. Spot on in all respects. Well done my friend.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, ANTO, for reading and commenting. Have a good day weekend. :) Rudi

[Ana B.]

A beautiful composition of beauty and phenomeno that is life, a great write Rudi :)

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Ana, for passing by and reading my poem. Have a good weekend. :) Rudi

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

If you want to hear 'High tide' on a bit of beautiful music, click on the soundcloud window.