Rejection by the Sea

You tell me...

 

Rejection by the Sea

 

It is the letting go,

That quiet rejection

Of another

In the wee hours of the mourn

That stir the waves of the sea

In constant agitation,

An obligation to say good-bye.

As the moon pull time away,

Words go astray,

Lost in the tides,

Whitewashed by the rocks,

All is forgiven.

Forgotten.

Forever

Buried on the ocean floors.

Yet the speechless remain,

Broken like bottles on the beach,

Fragments of their former selves.

Sun glistened pieces that fade

With each passing hour.

In the still of the night,

It is not the seagulls that

We hear, scampering for food.

Nor, the horns of ships

Disappearing into the darkness.

It is the labored breaths

That wheeze farewell,

Because this is how we say hello.

Know this,

It is the letting go,

That quiet rejection

Of another

That reeks of old seaweeds,

Dead crabs

And

Rotted sand dollars

That tells our story,

A fabled tale of rejection by the sea.

 

Author's Note

I just thought of this poem today and wrote it in one hour. Any suggestions are welcomed.

Reviews

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Very nice. I enjoy walking down by the river and the lake where I live. Watching the tides come and go, you related this to a relationship/break up very cleverly. A wonderful poem. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Invisible Ink]

Oh, just thought of something else! The title!

It has two meanings - a rejection that took place literally by the sea

and the power of the sea, of nature, which rejects us..... just as humans have that power over each other

[Invisible Ink]

This is excellent! Powerful, emotional, beautiful imagery, very nicely written. Honestly, it is the best poem I have read in a while... and it really touched me. I love how the ocean becomes a metaphor and mirrors the ups and downs, the hellos and farewells in a realtionship.

It is the letting go,..... - let go and it will come back to you... like the waves! FANTASTIC
...stir the waves of the sea.... - that human emotion is powerful enough to turn the tides! and vise versa! LOVE THIS
An obligation to say good-bye. - this closes the first part beautifully and instills such loving sadness

"As the moon pull time away, Words go astray, Lost in the tides,Whitewashed by the rocks, All is forgiven." -
I love this whole idea.... the moon controlling the tides, like time changes the words we have said

Yet the speechless remain, Broken like bottles on the beach,Fragments of their former selves. - WOW!

It is not the seagulls.... Nor, the horns of ships Disappearing into the darkness. It is the labored breaths That wheeze farewell,Because this is how we say hello. - WOW

And then the ending is so powerful!! the death and decay in the leaving.... because that is how we say hello!!!

I just love it. It breaks my heart, while it is passionate! Great Job!!!

[Sean Allen]

Nice, Catrina, it is sad that there are billions and billions of people who have never even see the sea or a beach, much less live on it. I just reminded my wife the other day that in my lifetime I have lived on a beach five different times including our present home. Each evening the moon rising over the water pulls me toward itself and sometimes I write about it.

[Claude]

It is very visual in a sense