Get Your Premium Membership

{ ?!Empty Shores.... ~ }

Pride uttered its voice, afore an empty shore.... Waters embracing this moments arising Darkened clouds within their gathering; these stirrings Shadows of the once foretold; long ago, such reflective times!? Glancing toward the south within this sound of stillness Abandoned silhouettes, revisiting a ghost towns rides As one whom awakens within a dream; a vision there to find Deja vu perhaps; these images before my sight; beyond.... Joyful reverie, enveloping this night; thinking An infinity left to behold; what was?! White garments, shifting in the wind Approaching amid such silence, those from a yesteryears Tears, falling from their eyes.... Memories like grains of sand that, never were Washed away; ten thousand years as a day Swept into the sea a tomorrows horizon; this, forlorn storm!? Peering into the forebodings thunderous lightning Voices calling now from the north.... A cold winters chill to greet the dawning These, tides of nevermore?! As one whom awakens within a dream; visions there to find Silent silhouettes; abandoned amusement rides White garments; tears falling; yesteryears, standing upon.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ....Empty shores!?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 11/12/2010 10:39:00 AM
The visitors on the seashore of memory, very lovely:)
Login to Reply
Date: 11/4/2010 6:48:00 AM
Yes, John, I agree with Andrea. This mystical poem has a Poe quality to it and that's quite a compliment. He's one of my favorites. Well done, my friend. Love, Carolyn
Login to Reply
Date: 11/4/2010 2:17:00 AM
Quiet a haunting yet also deep write John! Very vivid and interesting piece you have here! have a good week!-- nikko :)
Login to Reply
Date: 11/3/2010 1:49:00 PM
VEry Edgar Allen PoeISH. Great for the Halloween time of year and wonderful imagery was always! Luv, Andrea
Login to Reply
Date: 11/3/2010 12:33:00 PM
This reminds me to have hope as we all wait for glorious eternity when our filty garments will be cast away and replaced by the whitest garments of the saints and matyrs....the visions and forebodings are extremely heart breaking, truly sad, but we have been warned to expect them. Great inspirational write, dear John. Love, audrey
Login to Reply
Date: 11/2/2010 2:33:00 AM
Did i already read this poem?or is it just a sweet dejavu?May your Memories like grains of sand..be brushed away by serene sea,may you rise in new horizons were shores are not empty but filled with carousel rides and colored silhouettes.May all yesteryears tears be carried away by the great tide .God bless you and your talent ,tmfs!John !Celene.
Login to Reply
Date: 11/1/2010 8:13:00 AM
Ouch! Extremely well composed John...you, the pedantic one for sure. "Tides" always show a consistency, in that they are always changing? What's left behind by an ebbing tide, may not be of any use, though might still be of interest? "tides of nevermore" vs tides of everymore. You're very wise, John Rhinem!:) God bless you and yours, love to you, Mikki
Login to Reply
Date: 10/30/2010 3:02:00 PM
Empty shores well written poem my friend, John!
Login to Reply
Date: 10/30/2010 12:29:00 PM
Nicely worded and written, so enjoyed my friend.....Michael
Login to Reply
Date: 10/30/2010 11:17:00 AM
Its almost like a war of ghostly beings, playing out in your dreams as fed by that shore, good fun ending line, how could anything be empty? :) Sheri
Login to Reply

Book: Reflection on the Important Things