Judith Palmer Poet Free verse

Beached

She beached at dawn to a clear sky
The sun rose to full height
Tickling her toes
She did not wake

She rolled on the shore in the afternoon tide
The waves lapping her body
Eyes closed
She did not wake

She stiffened at dusk
The tide ran out with her soul
Seaweed clung to her hair
She did not wake

She lay upturned to the stars
The moon caressing her hands
Sea shells weeping at her feet
She did not wake

She gave all to the icy depths
The sea reached out and held her
Rolling her back in carefully
So she did not wake.

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Carol Sunshine Brown August 3, 2011 at 3:01 PM Congratulations on your poetry making it through round one in the PoetrySoup International Poetry contest Judith. I wish you the best in the final round. Love, Carol

Ashley Plotczyk June 26, 2011 at 9:12 AM Congrats on this lovely work of yours being seen by other poets! :) Keep writing. You gave the picture of death with a tint of beauty. Not something easy to do.

Carol Sunshine Brown June 23, 2011 at 7:21 AM Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured this week Judith. Love, Carol

Nicola Noo June 21, 2011 at 11:31 AM A beautiful poem - thank you for sharing

Vince Suzadail Jr. June 20, 2011 at 5:20 PM Congrats Judith on this sad poem "Beached" being featured. Vince

S.Jagathsimhan Nair June 19, 2011 at 11:06 PM Poignant ...the image is haunting...Nice.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart June 19, 2011 at 2:51 PM Congrats Judith on your featured poem this week on PS.. a great one to share with us all luv.

John Rhinem March 12, 2011 at 5:13 PM Smile ~ enhancing the experiences all around; such as the state of emotions that the reader would find themselves within while as viewing say, this particular piece of artistics offering.... ~ Again, good to meet your precious light and keep brushing these canvas' of your priceless heart and Souls my dear Judith ~ "Love, 'Always,'" John! ~ Ps. Smile, and as for your beauties statement; "Yes," I Am but a desperado it does so seem, my dear; bye!:) ~

John Rhinem March 12, 2011 at 5:05 PM Smile ~ amid varied perceptions not only aside from the poets original intent of expressions etc., but also as viewed by the different eyes which behold its creation ~ A great example of this wonderful truth I would say is that I myself could turn this stirring verse in one direction or another and find an entirely different view thus to make my humbled com upon.... ~ Smile, truly beautiful really my dear but also, there are other factors which come into play thus only ~ Cont:)

John Rhinem March 12, 2011 at 4:44 PM Smile ~ first I wish to thank your beauty for stopping by my dear; very kind and yes, a great example from what you were saying would thus be found below amid Anthonys com upon this profound painting of a poe my dear but also, one of the many joys within verse which I have found amid my virgin so to speak moments of its knowing is that often times it is as an abstract canvass of which can be seen as your treasures had mentioned ~ Cont:)

Anthony Nutter March 12, 2011 at 4:04 PM This poem haunts ones thoughts through each and every stanza. Excellent piece.

John Rhinem March 12, 2011 at 9:53 AM Smile ~ Well then, it looks like She broke on through to the other side; good for her; out of the black and into the blue; sweeet, indeed ~ Ahhh, to see beyond the passing of but this blink in time is, to see ~ Very moving and soulfelt verse my dear so, keep brushing the colours of, love I would say ~ "Love, 'Always,'" John!:) ~