The Sea

The silence

The still calm of the deep

The world is asleep and the only sound is that of the water
Lapping at the beach

No-one exists but the sea and I
Nothing has ever existed nor ever will

All past and future are gone and all that is left
Is this moment, as I look across the calm water
To the horizon

The infinite sea stretches out before me
Time and I are enveloped

Now nothing exists

But the sea
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Capitano Avatar
May 24, 2018 at 8:56 PM
Very lovely, Laurie, I am also mystified by the sea. If you get a chance I'd love to hear what you think of my poem called "My Mistress, The Sea". Have a great day.
Barden Avatar
January 20, 2018 at 2:48 AM
Congrats on your win, Laurie - very well done, my friend ... blessings to you! :-)
Woodward Avatar
January 20, 2018 at 2:27 PM
Thank you!
Mccall Avatar
January 18, 2018 at 9:00 AM
This is such a beautiful poem Laurie, definitely one for my favs. congratulations on your win.
Woodward Avatar
January 18, 2018 at 9:48 AM
Thanks so much! I’m so glad you enjoy it.
Smith Avatar
January 17, 2018 at 12:08 PM
Thoughts as deep as the sea, congratulations Laurie...
Woodward Avatar
January 18, 2018 at 6:32 AM
Thank you!
Gauthier Avatar
January 16, 2018 at 7:18 PM
Divine. Sorry you got swallowed up but it made for a fabulous winning poem! Congrats, Laurie.
Woodward Avatar
January 16, 2018 at 11:11 PM
Thank you so much! I'm surprised and so excited about it.
Scars Avatar
January 16, 2018 at 7:09 AM
beautiful poem lovely Laurie :)-luloo
Woodward Avatar
January 16, 2018 at 7:28 AM
Thank you Laura!
Carber Avatar
January 15, 2018 at 9:14 AM
A rather profound thought-- the ocean does seem to be the closest we can get to infinity, the eternal, in this world-- congrats!
Woodward Avatar
January 15, 2018 at 9:47 AM
Thank you very much! When I first wrote this my family worried that it represented suicidal thoughts but for me it was about feeling like a small, insignificant part of such an immense existence.
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