Smugglers Cove

Adam Shirley

I walk towards the sea with-

Utter enthusiasm as I hear the-

Roaring of colliding waves settle into-

white scintillating serenity.

 

The sharp cold stone bruise-

My feet as I enter the

Oceans door

 

As the waves embrace

My legs, my stomach, my chest I-

Regress but the waves did not do

The same.

 

The kingdom of blue grabbed me by my-

Collarbones and gave me no-

Sand to stand on.

No air to breathe.

No strength to swim away.

But the waves, wanted me to-

Stay. 

 

You roared, you pushed, you shoved you water down my-

throat.

But there I laid on the-

Cold stones that bruised my 

Feet.

 

As I saw the

Roaring sea turn one again into-

Pure serenity.

 

In the ambience full of water-

I was drained.

  • Author: Adam Shirley (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 15th, 2018 01:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: I'm out of the sea and I need to breathe. Let me walk on the shore alone with no one but me.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 26
  • Users favorite of this poem: Lorna, sylviasearcher.
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Comments2

  • Lorna

    Very powerful and beautiful Adam....

  • sylviasearcher

    Oh this is my favourite!



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