Why The Shore Must Die

The shore took
A deep breath
Knowing
When he
Gets flowing
There will be
Nothing left
So she sighed for
The last time
Cause in her mind
She knew that
He the sea
Wouldn't see
Clearly
And would think that
This was good bye
But she knew as the
Babbling brook grew
That it was her time
To die

Sea
When you were a creek
And you were learning
To speak
You would wander
Close to the shore
Cause you were
Unsure of
Your potential
Back then
You were a babbling
Brook but it took
A whole lot of tears
And a whole lot
Of years
Eye watched you
From the piers and
Waited here
Cause I knew
Someday
You would make
Your way
Back to me
Eventually
From a drip to a drop
You never stopped
Growing
Flowing
With me knowing
That eye the shore
Will be no more as
Eye watched you
Become a river
As you would
Stand up and deliver
Your message
Across streams
Defying beaver's
dreams
As they have
built up dams
Upon your back
But you didn't
Over react
You used tact
As salmon rode your
Back upstream
To achieve their dreams
So they could be set free
To fulfill their destinies
Your waves would
Pushed gently
Against me
As the intensity
Of your tides
Came as
No surprise
Cause
On that day
Eye knew that you didn't
Need me anymore
Of this eye was shore
As eye watched you grow
From a babbling brook
To a creek that could
Barely speak into
A mighty river
That now delivers
Mature messages
Of peace
As your strength
Increased
Your impatience
decreased
Eye sea your growth
As your motions
Send waves to me
As eye em now content
To set you free
It makes sense
That the footprints
You first saw
When you were just
An estuary that
Is where I carried
You in your youth
Until you needed
To deposit nothing
More on my shores
Now here is the truth
You are so brave
That you now send waves
To erase the evidence
It makes sense
Because eye sea
The maturity
But eye knew
That the Master
Had a different plan
And was going
To use you to
Flood the land
As his war with man
Would be greater
Than you will ever
Understand
With the swipe
Of his hands
Turning you into
Monsoons
Typhoons
The end is coming soon
As hurricanes
Add to your strength
And pain
I doubt that eye will ever
See you again
Cause when you
Are in this condition
Tolerance is missing
For it is your destiny
To separate yourself
From me and
To fulfill your mission
I understand the plan
That when you land
The shore will be no more
Why?
Cause in order for you
To live
I must shore-ly die

Author's Note

I purposely used eye instead of I for effect using it visually as in seeing deeper.

Reviews

[Jennesis]

I see you are putting use to your homonymic style. I like the visual but sometimes it caught me off guard. I enjoyed how you used the allegory and different words to describe all of the water. It is true how about that babbling brook grows into bigger bodies of water at it travels the landscape to the sea.

Some grammar typos? Fourth line, did you mean he or he's ?
Then, when you say 'from a babbling brook into a creek you could baily' Speak. I read it as ' barely ' speak.
And when you say "send the waves to me, as eye em now content" do you mean 'am'?

It's interesting in your poem that you say the shore will "shore-ly' die. In nature the shore never dies, it merely changes shape.

[Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey]

thanks for the corrections and suggestions.... when a storm breaches the shore, the shore is no more; it does take shape, it dies aka drowns.....we can agree to disagree that is the beauty of writing...thanks again.

bailey
[bey-lee]
Spell Syllables
Examples Word Origin
noun, plural baileys.
1.
the defensive wall surrounding an outer court of a castle.
2.
the courtyard itself.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the eye of the sea---the allegory used here works well...the little creek grows into a stream grows into a sea...and in the end dies on the shore of eternity's beckoning.

i kind of like the last line, but in one aspect, i find it a bit heavy-handed---
the poem is quite intriguing in its use of metaphor and imagery.

[Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey]

Thanks Jacob....I am learning so much from you...