{ ?!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....

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....Empty shores!?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Harper Avatar
November 12, 2010 at 10:39 AM
The visitors on the seashore of memory, very lovely:)
Devonshire Avatar
November 4, 2010 at 6:48 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
K. Avatar
November 4, 2010 at 2:17 AM
Quiet a haunting yet also deep write John! Very vivid and interesting piece you have here! have a good week!-- nikko :)
Dietrich Avatar
November 3, 2010 at 1:49 PM
VEry Edgar Allen PoeISH. Great for the Halloween time of year and wonderful imagery was always! Luv, Andrea
Haick Avatar
November 3, 2010 at 12:33 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
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November 2, 2010 at 2:33 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.
Mac Donald Avatar
November 1, 2010 at 8:13 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
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October 30, 2010 at 3:02 PM
Empty shores well written poem my friend, John!
Falotico Avatar
October 30, 2010 at 12:29 PM
Nicely worded and written, so enjoyed my friend.....Michael
Harper Avatar
October 30, 2010 at 11:17 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
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