Sea E'scape

I lie still in the midnight surf

crashing waves rushing over me

pummeling an already broken soul

ravaging my cold chamber'd heart

torn apart by thunderous clouds,

that day you sail'd for better horizons

Sinking breathlessly onto the edge,

hoping for ocean's depth to unfurl

this magnitude of boundless space

left behind in your parting tides,

sand engulfs my weeping eyes

etching how blind'd love can be

Hauntingly sad violin cries in the distance, 

strumming the siren call on wing'd strings

whilst ebb'd flow of tears immerse,

drowning ceaselessly in streams...

Author's Note

Reviews

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

I like where this is coming from right from the first line. I am a water baby, so midnight surf is my kind of place to be...The term "cold-chambered heart" is great! This reminds me of a time when I tossed off my clothes in the winter on Ocean Beach in San Francisco in front of all my friends who I used to go to the beach and play guitar with and I ran out into the water in the middle of the night because I felt, like you are describing, I was broken and lonely!! I had had a terrible break up. "This magnitude of boundless space" really gets to the heart of it! I like that this is not an overtly negative piece. The title "E'scape" says that there is a "seascape of hope" here. It is less "sad" than melancholy. It is less "tragic" than mournful. I always love that you have an overall conception that works! I am always saddened when people write one dimensional poetry. This clearly has a number of levels of interpretation and plot. That is always a pleasure in your writing!! There is the superficial but also the profound, and everything in-between.

[Frieda P]

Wow Robby, you've left me speechless, I'm so thrilled you felt this one...I'm truly humbled by your kind words...and giggling at the imagery of Ocean Beach a little... ;-)

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

Well, clearly I get where you are coming from...It was an interesting night at the beach. When I came up naked and asking if anyone wanted to bring me my clothes everyone thought I was completely insane. I am pretty sure no one expected me to really go into the black water and stay out for nearly half an hour. It was surprisingly warm and I guess thinking back it makes sense because in winter here in California we get the Mexican warm waters up here in Northern California. It is only in Summer that we get the Alaska Current freezing us out of the water, ironically. The water is 47 or so in winter and 42 or so in summer. In any event, it was cold, but I had a great time. It was part of me coming back from a few years feeling all of my insides had died following my first real love leaving me in Europe, stealing all my money, and deliberately pestering me with stories of her new relationships after we were split...brutal. Anyway, so this poem brought that home for me, but had I never had that experience it would still be a powerful poem!

[Frieda P]

That is a brutal story, so the sea was cleansing to your spirit, I get that...and I'm sure they thought you were off your rocker, sometimes you just gotta do what's needed....thanks again and for sharing Robby!

[B.J]

That is absolutely beautiful

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much for your visit and review Barb, much appreciated.

[B.J]

Your welcome

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I love this like I love the water and its magic essence.
Your flow here is right on with perfect meaning.
Broken promises carried away in fragments among the tides.

[Frieda P]

Me too, I think the sea has such a calming effect even in it's turbulence, thanks so much Josie...

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I am a water lover and I love the ocean.

[joshua sky]

It's amazing how diction dictates a mood of a poem. Haunting phrasing employed here causes my vision to be escorted to this beach at night...and witness a wretched sight...of a heart forlorn...tempest toss'd and fighting back scorn.

Wonderful verse as always dear one. :)

[Frieda P]

Thank you joshua, such a lovely review, muchly appreciated my friend. :-)

[N!LoC]

hmmm u really went through all these emotions eh? its really "deep"...

[Frieda P]

I'll never tell, thanks N!LoC!

[Rita L. Sev]

Such deep sadness, yet you make sorrow into a work of art, Frieda. That is what love can do, I suppose...

[Frieda P]

What do you mean 'you suppose', don't let your hubby hear that one! ;-)

[Vidya Bacchus]

This is sad. The tragedy of losing the one you love.Your lines as ever paint such pictures.I love your poetry lady :)

[Frieda P]

Awh thanks woman, you humble me with your kind words. :-)

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are most welcome Freida:)

[Lydia Shutter]

Tragic and heavyhearted, your words strummed the strings of my heart, Frieda. Ambrosial poignancy. You really do it right! Lydi**

[Frieda P]

God, 'ambrosial poignancy' Lydikey, how much do I love that....thanks so much for your kind words my sweet friend!

[Lydia Shutter]

:) guess I used my fifty-cent words! You bring that out with your poetry, Frieda. Lydi**

[Frieda P]

Awh, like I said 'sweet' :-)

[ron]

Wonderful, inspiring, and sad. Like a tragic piece written by the masters.

[Frieda P]

Wooo, that's quite a statement ron, thanks muchly!

[ron]

You are most welcome Frieda. Big hugs.

[Frieda P]

Plus a hug too, today is my lucky day, mwah!

[ron]

mwah for you always.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Damn Friedalicious!!
You rocked this one!

There is no doubt of the angst and heartbreak...

If she hurts, it will be felt, by all...tears flow endlessly..
And where to go but to the sea, to set your heart free..

Moving write... Penned to perfection!!!!
Into my favorites.~xoxo~

[Frieda P]

Damn Robbiecakes, you made my day...if I could, I'd favorite this glowing review, doing the happy dance!! Grazie mille..........xoxo

[Rebecca Buller]

Oh, Frieda. "Wow" is the only word that can describe this masterpiece. This was heartbreaking, yet somehow the ocean brings a healing like little else can. You have painted a beautiful picture of words, my friend. Very, Very well done!

[Frieda P]

Oh wow, thanks Rebecca, so thrilled you enjoyed this one my friend!