Tidal Pull

In that September early evening
The waves came strolling in
From far beyond my line of sight.

The horizon was nothing 
But a fading glimpse of yesterday
As the day turned into night. 

Water lapped up on the sand
Completing its titanic, oceanic journey
Before turning back once more;

Flooding my mind 
With thoughts, emotions and memories
At the edge of the ocean floor.  

As I watched the water swirl into eddies
And tide pools attract everything 
From sea urchins to cephalopods 

Reminding me that we’re all in-different 
Phases of tidal pull until returning 
Back to God.

The colors in the sky were brilliant
As if Michelangelo and Da Vinci
Had been hired to paint the scene.

And sitting there watching the sun disappear 
I was struck by the idea that as the old song sings:
Life is but a dream.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Hendricks Avatar
March 15, 2013 at 3:28 PM
It seems as if, like Michelangelo and Da Vinci, you had been hired to pen this scene with master word-crafting. So vivid is your description you had me right there with you on the beach. I could feel the sun blotting out the brilliant colors and the tide pulling the waves back in, leaving you with the notion of nothingness. I hope you had your camera at the ready to capture that moment. Brilliant write. Licia :)
Martin Avatar
March 15, 2013 at 3:41 PM
Thanks so much M'Lady. I wish I'd had the camera there also but the truth is, this one is partly truth and partly fiction (like so many poems I suppose)...bits & pieces, fragments of memories from here, there & everywhere. Thanks again:) Terry
Bauer Avatar
March 15, 2013 at 3:07 PM
hey terry! this is another wonderful poem pulled from memory (you've got a great one!). i really like the format of this one. thanks for your kind words about my poems. it's so cool to me to think that you're in egypt and we're corresponding and reading each other's work - modern life is amazing!
Martin Avatar
March 15, 2013 at 3:25 PM
Ilene, thanks again for reading/glad you approve. This one's a combination of memories from beach scenes in Florida as well as here in Egypt. And yes - modern technology is a WONDERFUL thing - keeping me in touch with good people and great poets like yourself. Thanks again. Terry
Andresen Avatar
March 15, 2013 at 1:54 PM
- The sea has many "faces" .... is fascinating to study. - A very well written poem, which I like. - Have a beautiful weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
Martin Avatar
March 15, 2013 at 3:27 PM
Anne, Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts. Very much appreciate the time you share. I owe you a few more reads and comments on your poetry later but right now...bed time. Thanks again, Terry
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