Sea E'scape

I lie still in the midnight surf

crashing waves rushing over me

pummeling an already broken soul

ravaging my cold chamber'd heart

torn apart by thunderous clouds,

that day you sail'd for better horizons

Sinking breathlessly onto the edge,

hoping for ocean's depth to unfurl

this magnitude of boundless space

left behind in your parting tides,

sand engulfs my weeping eyes

etching how blind'd love can be

Hauntingly sad violin cries in the distance, 

strumming the siren call on wing'd strings

whilst ebb'd flow of tears immerse,

drowning ceaselessly in streams...

Author's Note

Reviews

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

I like where this is coming from right from the first line. I am a water baby, so midnight surf is my kind of place to be...The term "cold-chambered heart" is great! This reminds me of a time when I tossed off my clothes in the winter on Ocean Beach in San Francisco in front of all my friends who I used to go to the beach and play guitar with and I ran out into the water in the middle of the night because I felt, like you are describing, I was broken and lonely!! I had had a terrible break up. "This magnitude of boundless space" really gets to the heart of it! I like that this is not an overtly negative piece. The title "E'scape" says that there is a "seascape of hope" here. It is less "sad" than melancholy. It is less "tragic" than mournful. I always love that you have an overall conception that works! I am always saddened when people write one dimensional poetry. This clearly has a number of levels of interpretation and plot. That is always a pleasure in your writing!! There is the superficial but also the profound, and everything in-between.

[Frieda P]

Wow Robby, you've left me speechless, I'm so thrilled you felt this one...I'm truly humbled by your kind words...and giggling at the imagery of Ocean Beach a little... ;-)

[Robert Tusitala O'Neill]

Well, clearly I get where you are coming from...It was an interesting night at the beach. When I came up naked and asking if anyone wanted to bring me my clothes everyone thought I was completely insane. I am pretty sure no one expected me to really go into the black water and stay out for nearly half an hour. It was surprisingly warm and I guess thinking back it makes sense because in winter here in California we get the Mexican warm waters up here in Northern California. It is only in Summer that we get the Alaska Current freezing us out of the water, ironically. The water is 47 or so in winter and 42 or so in summer. In any event, it was cold, but I had a great time. It was part of me coming back from a few years feeling all of my insides had died following my first real love leaving me in Europe, stealing all my money, and deliberately pestering me with stories of her new relationships after we were split...brutal. Anyway, so this poem brought that home for me, but had I never had that experience it would still be a powerful poem!

[Frieda P]

That is a brutal story, so the sea was cleansing to your spirit, I get that...and I'm sure they thought you were off your rocker, sometimes you just gotta do what's needed....thanks again and for sharing Robby!

[Stefanie Holmes]

I love your wording! It is so elegant and makes your writing unique.
This piece was beautifully written and I'm glad I got a chance to read some of your work. :)

~Stefanie

[Frieda P]

Thanks for such a warm review Stephanie, muchly appreciated. :)

[外人 (Gaiji..]

That's so romantic !! I'm not kidding, after such a poem I would dare to say you belong to the Romantic poetic movement, obviously post-literam, but that poem has nothing to envy to a Colleridge's or a Lamartine's one. Wonderful job !

[Frieda P]

Wow, you just blew me away Le parisien, thanks so much, that made my day for sure!

[外人 (Gaijin)]

For just saying the truth? :) you deserved it, my friend !

[Frieda P]

Awh you're very kind, thanks again! :-)

[Einstein Noodle]

your poem, the music and the art all work my heart to silence and deep melancholy ... i listened to the whole song and read "Sea E'scape" twice .... your imagery is very powerful to me... great stuff!
E.

[Frieda P]

Why thank you so much E, muchly appreciate your kindness my friend.

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful artwork and music. The sea is my favorite place. Good to be near the sing and listen to her music. No weakness in the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Coyote.

[Sue Hart]

I really love the way you incorporated such a sadness with the ocean. It was quite unusual and a perfect fit. The last verse couldn't have been written with more perfection if you worked on it for an eternity. Your poetry is beauty in itself.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Sue.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I wish to join you in the surf, a most descriptive piece my darling x

[Frieda P]

Thanks Thomas.

[Tai Ryens]

You've graciously twisted the common concept of "missing your homelands" by utilizing anthropomorphism in the way you describe the earth's relationship with the sea. You long for the previous occupant that's lived atop you, whom I truly believe has tended to the lands well until one day, for inexplicable reasons, sailing away. Well done, the illustrations here were grand.

[Frieda P]

And I truly appreciate your gracious review Tai, thank you so much my friend...

[Baby Ricochet]

WOW!! This one is excellent. I read it three times and everything! Outstanding work Frieda. The poem, the music, the whole thing. Simply outstanding.

[Frieda P]

You nearly knocked me off my feet Baby, that's the lengthiest review I ever got from you!! Thanks, you must have enjoyed it ;-)

[Baby Ricochet]

Oh I did...........

[Frieda P]

I'm saving this one....thanks again.

[SAYED THANGAL]

excellent writing, the poem leads the readers through the rhythmic waves along with the music

[Frieda P]

Thanks for the lovely review sayed...

[SAYED THANGAL]

ok madam, pleasure