Ruth Wrights Poet Rhyme

Sea Tides

When wind swept the oceans floor
                       Emerging memories along the shore
                             In oblivion it closeth the door
                               Where lies the past stature

                             
                              And in the depth of the coast
                               Where once the broken lost
                           Torn in pieces, angst and milled
                               By the billows it was killed.


                          Yet the heart was stout and brave
                        It feareth not the emblem of grave
                      For though the pains had sung its songs
                               Still the faith seems strong.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

James Inman September 1, 2016 at 9:39 AM Stephany, a nice write your imagery is lovely, but I'm not sure of the meaning. I'm reading it with religious over tones. The line, "By the billows it was killed," is that referencing a person? Ruth Wrights September 2, 2016 at 7:44 PM yes it does... it portrays a person that was once astray but now found under God's palm..