impermanent as the sea / impermanent as you & me

impermanent as the sea / impermanent as you & me

A Poem by Kara Emily Krantz

is nothing permanent? nothing secure?
the query is a quest; I ache inside.
as I watch the ocean ebb and flow
(and remember all the nights
i had to watch him go...)

new love fades and passion abates
(we've all watched love transform to hate)

a child's innocence can dissipate...
turn into cuts upon her arm
and a finger in her throat

-letters to a lover can become
empty words the heart once wrote-

it all seems so malleable
so transient and bittersweet

(but i'm laying in the sun,
so perhaps it's just the heat)

is permanence a figment
of my over-hopeful heart?

the idea that someone will adore me
each day of my life
(not become sick with me or too quick with me)

and make love to me each night.

sweet constancy sweet constancy
how i wish to hold you tight

my fear of the future
is only matched by the notion
that i could be someone's tide

and he would be my ocean.

© 2008 Kara Emily Krantz


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Lines like this :

(we've all watched love transform to hate)

and this:

that i could be someone's tide

and he would be my ocean.

are what keep us all coming back. i love your style, and that you're not afraid of semi-colons and such. :) glad you stopped in to write today. :)

hope the rest of Aruba is great!


Posted 17 Years Ago


10 of 10 people found this review constructive.




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wo!

Kara, you managed to hit me hard with this poem.

"-letters to a lover can become
empty words the heart once wrote- "

coupled with:

"my fear of the future
is only matched by the notion
that i could be someone's tide
and he would be my ocean. "

funny how words of others can apply to the situations in our own lives.
this work perfectly captures a one-sided love relationship.

well done!


Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

I think this one deserves an evoca, my dearest.


"the idea that someone will adore me
each day of my life
(not become sick with me or too quick with me)

and make love to me each night.

sweet constancy sweet constancy
how i wish to hold you tight

my fear of the future
is only matched by the notion
that i could be someone's tide

and he would be my ocean."

Your words will always make my heart beat rise. (boom boom boom) :)

Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

a child's innocence can dissipate...
turn into cuts upon her arm
and a finger in her throat

This resonates with me because I've been there. Is this revealing something of yourself? I hope not. Yes, I think we all long for perfection and idealize what our lives should be like - love being only a small part of that but it bears the most significance. If we can love and be loved then we are accepted and without it we remain lost. This was very moving and well done.

Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

To be someones tide... a great line for a love song.

Posted 17 Years Ago


5 of 6 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful way of relating a fear that I believe almost every person has had or will have at some point. Aching and lovely. :)

Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

my fear of the future
is only matched by the notion
that i could be someone's tide

and he would be my ocean. ==========>this was an insightful wonderful ending. I loved it!

your poem is full of wishes, dreams and sweet emotions. The questions are answered in form of the next stanza. I loved it.


Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

Beautifully written, if flows wonderfully, and yes it's definately whimsical as stated over below. I have so many favorite lines in here, but my top is:
(but i'm laying in the sun,
so perhaps it's just the heat)
I just love the way you interject this line.
Again, you hit one out of the park into my favorites.

Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

"new love fades and passion abates
(we've all watched love transform to hate)"

Wow. Haven't we all.
Terribly sad but so so true.

"-letters to a lover can become
empty words the heart once wrote-"

Good lord. We are right there together on this one. I know this far too well.
I cleaned out my car about a week ago and came across an old notebook of an ex-girlfriend I'd that had broken up with me for no good reason about three months ago. Some of the things she'd written in the about me made me wanna cry and scream and laugh all at the same time.
Empty is the perfect way to descrube these words.

"is permanence a figment
of my over-hopeful heart?"

I've wondered this so many times.
Just in a much less poetic fashion.

Wow. Wow. Wow.
And the ending Kara. That is gorgeous.
Makes me wanna cry.
Damn I'm in an emotional mood.

Thank you for this.
At least I know I'm not alone.
I missed you Kara.
Don't be such a stranger.

Posted 17 Years Ago


6 of 6 people found this review constructive.

I love the way it flows. Definately whimsical. There is a sweet innocence in this that is at the same time learned. Does that make sense??? Anyway I loved this completely. It is kind of like my feelings lately laid out in another persons beautiful verse. Thank you.

Posted 17 Years Ago


7 of 7 people found this review constructive.

Ohhh, I like what "Wind" said about whimsical melancholy - a better phrase isn't needed; that one is great. It fits the mood perfectly.

This makes me want to debate the idea of permanence with you, which is a compliment to the work itself.

Consistancy? Consistency? The spelling confused me.

Beautiful stuff, as always.

Posted 17 Years Ago


7 of 7 people found this review constructive.


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Kara Emily Krantz
Kara Emily Krantz

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I am resolved to never be content with the lives of "quiet desperation" which so many of us lead, to continuously challenge myself, and forever walk in Beauty. I like pandas. I like writing poe.. more..

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