Time steps the coast of morning, sweat brings the heat of day
Waves sound a resounding warning before twilight takes you away
Come ride the winds of a storm, along the shores of desire
Tides of fortune transform hope's dawn into evening's dying fire
Spread the sacrificial blood of sun's death over drowsy calm seas
Then with dark liquid breath revive the kiss of the breeze
Lift aurora's veil wiping dewdrop tears from night's eyes
See sky's face pale behind clouds of celestial disguise
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: May 28th, 2026 03:18
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Most descriptive and much enjoyed
Thanks so much Norman your words mean a lot to me
you are most welcome
Very powerful images here. From tides and ocean waves to sacrificial blood. Sounds like my 21st.Just kidding.A wonderfully poetic piece.Enjoyable
Thanks so much David I deeply appreciate your review and words of encouragement
A watercolorist who captures the ever-changing nuances of words over time and seasons...
It is water that makes the ink flow. Thanks for the review my friend
This reading left me enjoying the thought of endings and losses being part of a natural cycle that from darkness comes rebirth and new beginnings.ποΈπ
Thanks so much for reviewing it and your take on it. It is not only appreciated but applauded my friend
Most welcome dear friendποΈπ
Record tempertures in Britain, some are now praying for dewdrops.
Seemingly we can't live without the rain in a country that prays for the sun.
Thanks Paul for the read and comment. Yes we always need a balance.
A renewing good write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi it is most appreciated
Dearest sorrenbarret another beautiful vision. πΉ
Thank you so much Teddy I do so much appreciate your regular reads and kind comments they are deeply valued
Very descriptive as always. A Painting by Turner came to mind. Good Write .
Thank you Kevin for the read and most generous words of encouragement they are most appreciated
Soren, this feels vast and elemental. The whole poem moves like a tide between creation and dissolution, dawn and dusk, life and death. Thereβs something almost mythic in the way the natural world becomes a living ritual here. Beautiful work, my friend. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Thank you so much Tristan for your review it is most inspiring itself and deeply appreciated my friend
Wonderful words and descriptions soren.
Andy
Thank you so much Andy for the read and comment as always it is most appreciated
Summertime vibes! Beautifully written!
Thanks so much Sharon your comment is most appreciated
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