The Fighting TideA Poem by Falling Stars
The sea boils and seethes, mercilessly pounding shore
White foam astride the crests of waves upon the cliffs at sea And howl and rage and spit its spray like bitter words of betrayal As it doth hammer at the cliff because it dared to be For the sea is not restrained by any man or any will It roars and crashes, frenzied by the miles it has come For flows and rivers, salty tears, do pile into its bounds Embittered by emotions and the water's never ending thrum And tossed about like leaves on wind pile bodies in the fray So helpless against the anger that has never known its bounds The icy cold of loneliness and piercing daggers of despair Enough to breed insanity upon its towering grounds A hysterical cry among the darkness and the stillness The calm and the sincerity of green pastures and hills For rage would rip the grass up from the stalks that bravely grow For anger at its purest never calms and never stills The rocks beneath the water jut out into the howling mass Where darkness and chaos reign below the fighting tide Yet none stand high enough to challenge the unbound wrath For only time can wear away the courage to have pride ' Insanity breeds sanity, some may say otherwise But if we see the fighting tide of nature's unchained fury The power and the strength that pounds away with no reason Inspires the kind of power that fights in clarity The peace we must sustain above the raging of the sea To let war ravage the lands we hold in the name of sanity Would be to let the fighting tide wash us with hate and sorrow To preserve all love and peace in the name of humanity Is the only sanity that we will ever know
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1 Review Added on August 24, 2014 Last Updated on August 24, 2014 Tags: Pacifistic, Metaphor, Philosophical, Peace AuthorFalling StarsLondon, United KingdomAboutTo others, I am a student, a daughter, a friend, and a lover. To myself, I am a poet. And I am the only person I write for. more..Writing
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