NONE LEAVE FOOTPRINTS

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pathways formed on surging swells

Journeys over billowing whitecap daffodils

 

Caravans with alabaster tapestries

Rites of passaging for the bourgeoisie

 

Tides and currents’ heaving breasts

Questing in nymph and siren-seeded crests

 

Sail on, sailor, and wander ‘cross the deep

Endless your song and everlasting your sleep

 

Migrating ventures for paupers and kings

In brine and breakers resplendent wanderings

 

A titan’s echoed haunting screams

Oceaning ripples of the odyssey’s dreams

 

None leave footprints on the waves

And no stones just foam to mark the graves…

 

Reviews

[Poeticpiers]

excellently presented in rhyming couplets. Original in concept lacking only meter to be perfect

[Lilly]

The fourth and last stanzas are really striking. Beautiful words you have written.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

Such eloquent words as always Craig..also i love the beautiful image that goes with it.

[emmajoy]

Such a gloriously worded voyage, a moral within skills and beauty, what more could a reader want.

' Caravans with alabaster tapestries ~ Rites of passaging for the bourgeoisie ' .. a clever last word matching, plus follow through of purpose.

Lovely, as always.

[Constance-Outspoken]

As ever your word choice is impeccable, your meter sharp.
You leave one with that powerful essence that being in the outdoors can sometimes bring... the sounds and the rhythm of your words draws us into your mind, that other world. Thank you for sharing this masterful piece with us.

[TamiViolet]

No footprints yet powerful and profound expression and wonder... Your flow is that of precision, yet the reader feels the intrigue and mystery behind the sea... the ripples that our lives leave others that follow...endless and everlasting... This piece is magic, Craig. Like awakening after an alluring dream and wanting to fall asleep again just to continue... Loved it!!!

[We are young.]

The whole poem itself was simply a work of art. Another brillant piece from you, the ending leaves me with a sense of mystery. Wonderful, never stop writing craig, the world needs more.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That was quite unique and certainly makes one think... especially the ending...

None leave footprints on the waves
And no stones just foam to mark the graves…

To me it says you will never make an impact in the world when you drift aimlessly and let fate decide your outcome.

[lindsay]

This poem is almost haunting. I think that is what I like about it thought. As I was reading the poem I envisioned a siren singing this to the sailors. I love the line "oceaning ripples of the odyssey's dreams". Very clever. The last lines are so true as well. Although that is such a sad thing to notice that those lost at sea just deteriorate into the ocean.

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sign...what a way to go...always a pleasure to read.