the dark beach, and me stood

i love title fight.

abyss,

abyss, swallow me whole;

beauties i witness,

shifting phases of the moon, concurrent waves of the ocean;

the sand beneath my feet, passing

through, effervescent;

at the break of dawn.

storm, so raging;

droplets, one by one; spot my skin

oh, smooth solace, rain;

as i stand with my arms open, wing spanned;

let the thunder clash; through the crack of clouds down,

to shatter my bones within.

***

Reviews

[Vol]

Gunagya,
Thank you for your fine poem. Your imagery is very effective to the degree that parts of me wanted to soar away in the winds of your words. Is there anything more thrilling than to be in the presence of majesty greater than anything we can accomplish? A great storm, a dramatic sunrise, a great waterfall... those things which teach us how small we are

[gunagya sokal]

hi, thank you so much for your review vol! i was very pleased to hear this from you :) it is indeed magnificent to be faced with a meaning, a calamity, a happenstance so big that it totally envelopes and ridicules the tiny and minis-cure nature of being a mere human, yet capable of perceiving such beauty and power. im glad my poetry made you feel the way you did, and i do aspire to write better as i progress :) thank you.

[Vol]

Gunagya,
I am a retired creative writing teacher, and take poetry very seriously. My best advice is to read as many poets as possible but still keep your own voice. NEVER copy anyone. I particularly like the poetry of William Carlos Williams, D. H. Lawrence, Charles Bukowski, and Stanley Kunitz. You can find many of their poems on line.
Vol

[gunagya sokal]

thanks vol, i'll keep you in mind dearly. peace