Passion, check
Spirit, check
Desire, check
But excuse me, I lost the ability
For I can't find my skill
This talent I'm not capable of accomplishing
Oh my
My burning longing
My yearning desire
My craving thirst I have for this salt water
How I watch your qualities form in the shape and color of this beautiful wave
Different reflections of myself you show to me
You running through my hair and fingers, reveals truths I've been questioning
How I watch this movement you perform
I, out of need, completely give myself to you-you take me in and I disappear
But to ride you, to be carried, supported, apart of your movement
Maybe I have a fear of your momentum
A respect of your motion
So my passion
My spirit
My desire
I will continue to put towards these waves
The waves of power,
Strength,
Energy,
Force
I will gain trust
and no longer fear
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Author:
Rayne (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 5th, 2018 09:07
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Comments2
What I really like about your well written poem is that I can read it literally. The wave really is a wave. Or, I can substitute nearly anything I want for the wave. Use it as a metaphor for love, for example.
Well done Rayne (or do you prefer Naomi?)
Thanks so much! This is a subject that can be taken serious or light too thats why I like to see what people get from it, and Rayne or Naomi is fine, Naomi is my first name Rayne is my middle
Living in Hawaii, I think I go with Naomi! 🙂
I agree /fear is the barrier to talents unaccomplished and trust is the threshold..nice write Rayne
Thanks!
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