Riding The Crest of a Wave

cradled in your arms
without a doubt i know
I can't travel that far back
though my heart song tells me so

soul pours forth its love
like a fountain overflowing
I embrace the ash of you
in silence not for showing

in birth i was your pain
in death you remain with me
until tomorrow's last farewell
when the tides will set you free

Reviews

[Lorry]

Don't know how I missed this one Chris, but beautifully written.
Gives me thoughts of how a woman brings us all into the world and the birth pain isn't the only pain they feel, but the pain of having to do better than the last generation did.
She did do an okay job though, didn't she? 😊
Beautifully penned, as ever.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for that lovely review. Yes. She did well. Very well. Hope you have a great Sunday.

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

The bonds that only time breaks. Nice work Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Andrew for another visit. Pleased you called.

Chris

[Andrew John]

Liked this one, Chris. Thank you. I often wonder whether I gave enough love to parents. Did they give enough love to me? Hmm. I'm a weird so-and-so.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your visit Andrew. I appreciate your thoughts. I know fircsyre I couldn't have loved my mum more. That is satisfying when you grieve. No guilt trips :) All the best.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris… the Crest of a Wave 🌊 brings Lustful laughter to our Dreams where the Ocean Carries a Song to those we ❤️ love… gently,
Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Pat for your beautiful and poetic response. Love across the waves to you.

read moreThank you dear Pat for your beautiful and poetic response. Love across the waves to you.

Chris

[JayceeC]

This feels almost like a lullaby in it's cadence. A tribute back to childhood. They love of a parent is so deeply ingrained into your being that when years after their passing their words, sounds, and actions are part of your reality and being.
Lovely tribute.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks for stopping by and leaving such a thoughtful response. Pleased you called.

read moreMany thanks for stopping by and leaving such a thoughtful response. Pleased you called.

Chris

[Bryan Sefton]

I do admire your poems, they're such a joy to read.

[Chris Shaw]

Good morning Bryan. Hope you have a great day today and a big thank you for your your lovely warm review. Most welcome.

Chris

[Red Brick Keshner]

The tides have that sense of ebbing into a vast ocean of blue and curiously enough in that moment, a slightest hint of a breeze also lifts up into the expanse of the firmament, in tendrils unto another blue. Thanks for sharing this, Chris. Frederick.

[Chris Shaw]

Lovely thoughts there Frederick. When my mum's ashes were scattered into the sparkling sea, the sky and sea couldn't have been more blue. It was a beautiful day and satisfying because we carried out her last wishes in a setting she so loved. I appreciate your thoughts as always.

Chris

[Red Brick Keshner]

You are most welcome, Chris. This weekend past was the first father's day without dad. And the first without both dads, father in law, counted. We traveled halfway across the world to fulfil his last wishes, joining his ashes with those of his parents', and that was well worth the doing. Peace, Frederick.

[Chris Shaw]

A sad weekend for you Frederick, but carrying out those final wishes are incredibly important and satisfying too through all the sadness. Peace in your grief.

Chris

[Alan S Jeeves]

This short piece lends itself to rhyme so well Chris, well done.

Kind regards, Alan

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Alan. Every now and then the rhyme still breaks through and I am always happy when it does. Your thoughts and visit are appreciated.

Chris

[John]

Simple in form but complex in meaning, the poem turns on that staggering phrase 'embrace the ash'. Up to that point, I think we are reading a conventional love poem, after which the figure of mother looms large. It's not clear if the setting free in the last is to be read positively or negatively, a suitably ambiguous note on which to conclude.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you John for your visit. Your thoughts very much appreciated. Pleased to see you here. All the best.

Chris

[CD Campbell]

Heart wrenching. I think poems like these make me question what I write and why. It makes me feel like every poem should be some type of homage to a loved one, present or passed. Everything else seems frivolous. I put flowers on my Dads grave not too long ago around Memorial Day and it's amazing how much emotion it brings out of you. Which is funny. I don't think of my death as that much of a big deal to me. It's inevitable. But to someone else, it may be a tragedy. I think of that sometimes. I know we tend to talk about ourselves when reviewing others work, but I think you have a talent that strikes a chord with others. Excellent write.

[Chris Shaw]

You know I am always delighted to hear how my poetry is relatable to readers. I love here how you told me you put flowers on your Dad's grave. Men don't seem to poem that though. No every poem doesn't have to be a homage to a loved one. There is plenty of other stuff going on. That's where my muse is taking me because I am grieving, but she also gives me some humour and appreciation of the natural environment. In truth just go where the inkling takes you and don't concern yourself with the subject matter. I thank you for such a thoughtful and interesting review.

Chris

[W. Barrett Munn]

This is pretty but kind of sad and melancholy. And that’s a good thing to express.

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks WMB. Yes it is melancholy and reflects my current grieving. I really appreciate your thoughts and your visit.

Chris