Hunger.
Inside the roar where water meets land,
and sound supplants all but the tumble
of pebbles on sand there a plethora of
lonely concerns exits to leave an angst
as sea keeps my eyes at distance.
This mysterious boundary of frenzy and
clash with sting of raw saline invading
my wait waves crash fury against stress
of watching for arid wind-scream births
desert of aching existence.
By the time breakers fall silenced calm
forces suffusion while in horizon's lap
small curls of hope arise on sky's brink
as promise of ship's momentous return
with no more ocean resistance.
The tumult of love we shared once will
when resumed recover lost bloom and
drench need with emotion as yearning
ebbs because real consummation must
hunger for fervent persistence.
Spliced together at last ardour's intent
can leave shallows for wider waters of
deeper union and binding with patience
to joy of sated release Heaven bequests
lovers rewards of consistence.
So come home my sailor safely to me.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: An oldie today but hope you enjoy.
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Good write Fay.
Thanks Orchi.
Your last line really got me! I've always been a softie for those Waiting on the Shore ballads but I didn't see it coming this time. Very effective and poignant. The old balladeers never quite captured the inner thoughts of the waiting lover like you have!
You honour my work jarcher and thank you most kindly for dropping by and leaving such an encouraging comment on Hunger.
Within these words i can feel the longing of one looking out to sea. The expanse of most beaches is sufficient to expand the sense of solitude, longing, hope and prayer. All there for your reader today.
It just occurs to me Fay, on re-visiting your piece, you have the great gift of creating atmosphere for your reader. Your romance with detail touches our humanity time and time again and doesn't so much 'draw us in' as it 'places us there'. You have something exceptional as a gift.
Am humbled that you find time for another reading and comment D.A. and with perceiving how I try to romance with detail the subjects I feel deserve imagery to guide readers deeper into the magic of atmosphere. Poetry can do that with places and people and even an abstract being made real. So glad you enjoyed my version of Hunger.
wish I could hear this read!
Why that is quite a thought jakes for I often read aloud my poetry to see how it falls on the ears. Thanks ever so for your visit and in-put.
Your words say so much more than the way they first read..... a special gift you have dear Fay....
I knew you would see through my few lines on Hunger mon ami. - - You got me sussed and no doubt about it............. merci beaucoup and as ever - muchly .............. x
An oldy but a goody.
Yes you may well remember back in the days when I first aired this lament by the ocean - thanks Michael for reading the posting second time around.
beautiful longing poem of love
ANGELA HERE - Thnaks for sharing FAY - A lovely emotional Poem *Waitin* fer the Boat to cum in* AMEN !
Love ANGELA & BRIAN 💛💛💛
Wonderful write Fay, may you sail the sea together on a calm sea of love.
Andy
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