Upon That Distant Shore

Minutes seem like hours,

the ticking of the clock

keeping rhythm

like a drum

to the beating

of my heart.

Time passes slowly

as I wait for him to rise.

Oh how I long to

kiss his lips

and gaze into

his eyes.

Will he ever really know

the depth of my emotion?

Set sail would I

to reach his side

across a raging ocean.

But for now I must

be patient

my love a treasure store

until which time

I reach for him

upon that distant shore.

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

I wrote this many moons ago for my Aussie mate and decided to post it as a tribute to him.

Reviews

[Lyingwithlions]

Wow!! I love your poetry. This totally just reminded me of my very first poem. The only poem I know by heart. I can't believe it been so long since I've thought about it. It will be the next one I post. :)

[Dara]

That is wonderful! I am so happy you like my poetry and it is so nice to see you here :-) Looking forward to reading more of yours.

[Lydia Shutter]

The romantic longing in this poem is palpable. How cool you have a friend in Australia! Lydi**

[Dara]

Yes, he was wonderful. Sadly he died just 3 months ago from a heart attack. You might remember him, Noel G. Coward (Droc). He was very complicated but a brilliant writer.

[Lydia Shutter]

Yes, I do remember him. I am so sorry to hear he passed away. Did you ever get to meet him?

[Dara]

We kept talking about it but then he got very sick. I guess it was not meant to be. I have most of his poems saved though and love going over them often.

[Lydia Shutter]

How sad you never met. Really sorry to hear of his death

[Dara]

Thank you Lydi. I sure miss him. He still has his page active on this site. I go there from time to time.

[Samuel Dickens]

The title made me think of Poe and his poem "Lenore." I thought he used "shore" to rhyme with the name, but upon checking, I see he didn't. I'm not sure why I made the connection, but certainly, they're both about a lost lover who's now beyond that impermeable veil. Yours is fantastically well-written, and thinking about it all now, it's rather chilling.

[Dara]

Looking back, the "distant shore" is more like a celestial one. It is strange because at the time it was the furthest thing from my mind but that is the way of life. Thank you for your wonderful review Sam. I love your new profile picture by the way!

[Samuel Dickens]

I was tired of looking at my old mug. The picture, I think, represents much of what I am inside.

[Dara]

I am going to resend you my poem "Aged to Perfection". You have a strong resemblance to Jerry Garcia and he was hot! But I know what you mean about how we feel on the inside :-)

[Samuel Dickens]

That'll be fun. I've been hearing about this resemblance since the eighties, so I guess there must be something to it.

[Misery]

As was said before, is said again..."Good fortune had your good man".
Your love for him is faithfully revealed in your poetic remembrances of him.

[Dara]

Thank you dearest Misery. I guess you could say he was my muse and will most likely find his way into many of my poems from now on. That is the beautiful thing about poetry, it can help keep our loved ones alive in our memory.

[Misery]

Well-said, passion flower.

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This is such a beautiful piece, Dara... it may be many moons old but clearly offers the reader who connects an opportunity to think of those who still remain on those unvisited shores... I like the flow of this, too, as it's like the gentle rise and fall of waves on the ocean... nice work, my friend :)

[Dara]

I love how you compared it to waves in motion. Thank for your wonderful review. It made my day :-)

[....................]

My pleasure, Dara :)

[Kajal Sharma]

That was so romantic...loved it!!

[Dara]

Thank you so very much and for the visit! I will look forward to reading your writing as well.

[Kajal Sharma]

thank you i would appreciate that..

[Indra Neil]

Another beautiful and heartfelt write from your quill! Well done!

[Dara]

Thank you, your words are so very appreciated :-)

[Indra Neil]

You are welcome!