And the oceans wait for me

by Adam Dyson

That first Pacific dawn greets
My every Atlantic sunset,
Becalmed beside the maelstrom.

The soft caress of gems upon the sand
Sounds far behind, our shell upon my ear
To mask silent eternity off the bow.

Passing ships spin slowly, fogbound
By my tunnel vision, attuned to match
Only your flag atop the mast.

And the oceans wait for me.


Posted on 12/29/2011
Copyright © 2021 Adam Dyson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 12/29/11 at 07:14 PM

... excellent.....

Posted by Kristine Briese on 12/30/11 at 05:37 PM

Gentle and calming...beautiful.

Posted by Lori Blair on 01/05/12 at 08:24 PM

Lovely..so tranquil..takes me back to those days! Wow!!!!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/09/15 at 11:09 AM

there is so much beauty in this poem.

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