High Tide That Binds

Rhythm develops 
everything
horrid
heavenly thoughts
misery
tones of home vibrate
livelihood exists inside
ambiance waves crash
tear shorelines
sliding through marinas
ships live n' die
by rhythm

high tide
to low the sailor knows
to schoon the great deep sea
respecting nature's violent blessing
the Bind that won't untie
excitement for the divide
all there
inside the rhythmic ride
arithmetic and music
cruising ocean blue
with the muse
the full moon at the side
providing just the perfect stride

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Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 7/7/2014 9:58:00 AM

This is an interesting piece, had to read it a few times, and I think I will go back to this and try to grasp it more-- the metaphors that ocean, tide and moon can bring-- boundless.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 11/21/2012 8:58:00 PM

JSLambert,, Stopping by to greet you and every other soup poet, with a special thank you comment, during this wonderful Thanksgiving season. Hope you do not mind the time I am taking to express my sincere appreciation for any support you have offered during the years, or time you have been here on the soup. I am deeply thankful and extend to you my best wishes for a happy and healthy Poetic Magical Thanksgiving Day. *Always & Forever, the Poet Destroyer; -*

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/26/2012 12:43:00 AM

a lively mixture of rhythm, arithmetic and music to make one cool cruise!!

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 5/13/2012 9:35:00 AM

Wow, Mr Robot..your poem is very smashing and meshing.. Stopping by to wish you a beautiful Happy Mothers Day :-D I'm hoping God will hear my wishes and send my love too find many mothers in good health, and I pray he continues to give my mother the strength to fight everything her body is battling with right now, God bless~ xoxoxo PD

John Rhinem

Date: 4/25/2012 11:34:00 PM

Smile ˜ If I were perhaps a sailor than I may have gathered a bit more from this seemingly inspiring poem my dear precious friend ˜ Anything in line with peace, love and harmony is my kind of deep blue sea * Love always, John!:) ˜