As I Watch the Waves Crash

As I watch the waves crash, I feel so numb.
To think that it was but one year ago
I stood here and felt my heart beat like a drum,
for you were beside me watching sun sink low.

While sky above us glowed a crimson red,
I felt so happy as you held my hand.
My heart soared like the seagulls overhead.
But you’re not with me now here on this sand.

The waves could cover me . . . I wouldn’t care.
I’m sinking like the sun into twilight.
Without your hand in mine, I’m in despair.
Come crash me, waves! I will not even fight.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Ricci Avatar
October 20, 2023 at 2:16 AM
Good Morning Andrea. I hope all is well. I turned to this entry at random. Entries of sadness loss and pain make for the most beautiful and meaningful entries as your entry here before us. All poetic elements are seen and felt including the emotive factor. Thank you for sharing your skilled talent. I hope this was your creativity speaking. Have a wonderful morning. Peace and Blessings always. (smile)
Goldsmith Avatar
October 15, 2023 at 10:55 AM
A lovely yet sad write. Love can be very painful. Have a great day writing away.
Narain Avatar
October 13, 2023 at 12:15 PM
Lost love, painful thoughts. Well penned.
Kauffman Avatar
October 13, 2023 at 10:07 AM
Andrea, your poem of pain and grieving goes deeply into loss without being maudlin! You have eloquently touched on these emotions and the grieving process with your well crafted use of metaphor! Best wishes for the contest. Blessings to you.
Buhagiar Avatar
October 13, 2023 at 9:00 AM
Lost love will always hurt. Standing at the story waves, you could easily be dragged into death. Great emotional poem. Hugs and blessings.
Scott Avatar
October 13, 2023 at 8:11 AM
Ouch, Andrea :') this hurts me a little - quietly powerful. I feel.
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