A Poem by Lydia Jamison

When I go to the sea,
The rolling waves of blue,
I find a part of me.
I find something true.

The sun once shown so brightly
Upon the sand and sky.
The scene has changed slightly,
So that the clouds cry.

The ocean rages loudly,
A screaming in my ear.
I place my memories soundly,
And just try not to hear.

© 2010 Lydia Jamison

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Wow, there's an undertoe current of tension that runs through this and provoked me to re-read and think. Very interesting write. Great work.

Posted 10 Years Ago

Great rhyme scheme. I felt as if i were a sailor going out to the calm ocean and a strom comes about. Great write!

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on June 11, 2010
Last Updated on June 11, 2010
Tags: ocean, storm, sea, water, wave, sad, memories, poetry, anger


Lydia Jamison
Lydia Jamison

Huntington Beach, CA

Just a teenage girl who loves music and literature. Nothing more to it. more..