And the Sea Still Churns
Like a tidal wave, it took her down, my child
The sea still churns in her
Rogue waves beat me onto the sand
The sea still churns in me
The salty water absorbs little pain,
Inexplicable, cataclysmic
The water still laps at her bony ankles
Settles at my wavering hips
It drove her to distant seas, foreboding lands
To corners of the earth I cannot access
Like living without bones
Like brokenness we carry on our knees
Years eclipse us, her questionable return
And the sea still churns in her
And the sea still churns in me
Hope lies in the vastness of the sea
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Author:
Katie B. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The distance between a mother and daughter
- Category: family
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Comments3
A beautiful poem that uses a metaphor so well. This poem although intended for mother and daughter can be taken in other ways as well and is more universal than one might initially think. Very nice Katie
Thank you for your kind words!
You are most welcome Katie
My friend, this is devastatingly beautiful. The repetition carries grief the way waves carry weight…persistent, inescapable, and aching with love that never resolves. It stayed with me immediately. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
Thank you so very much for all your encouraging, insightful feedback, it is so much appreciated.
This can happen Katie, it has to me and my daughter.
Andy
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