Salt Water

Salt Water

A Poem by gcp
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Night Swimming

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The beachfront is strange in the dark - you can hardly see the sand or the sea and it looks like the world just ends - I walked out into the sea last night - it was f*****g freezing - I like the way the waves hit my body - I like the power of it - the way it pushes me -  sometimes I could love the sea - dark, cold, indifferent to how I feel - and yet - I like the way it touches me - the way it holds my body and sucks me down into some other world.


Sometimes I’d like to go down - let the salt water in my mouth - I could go down and never come up again…


I held my breath until it burned in me and I surfaced coughing water - I left my clothes on the rocks - and when I came out the wind was even colder than the sea - I had to wait for ages for the night to dry my body - I didn't want to dress while wet and get the sand and salt water in my clothes - I sat naked on the rocks looking at the sky and I thought of you - of the dirty little words that we share - they kept me warm.

© 2013 gcp


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A. Love the theme. I'm a nautical man - I often write about the sea and such, and I really like what you're doing here with the scene.

B. I love the reflection. You really get specific and I feel like I'm there at the beach at midnight.

Skinny dipping in the ocean at night is something only the youth can do! And even then, it's a little nuts cause it's FREEZING!!!

I really enjoyed the way it ended - it wraps up nicely.

Some things could perhaps be cut out (like "wait for ages") but overall I dug it.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

gcp

8 Years Ago

AWw thanks - I'm glad it stuck a chord :) Yeah - it can be really cold - but that's part of the fun.. read more



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A very visual, sensual write, good piece of prose..

Posted 8 Years Ago


This was quite lovely. Quiet and innocent(ish)....but written with a devilish glint in your eye....or so I imagine. Well done.

CM

Posted 8 Years Ago


gcp

8 Years Ago

aww thanks :)

Good to have a glint in the eye - people wonder what you've been up to.... read more
Such an erotic theme presented in such a classy way, and you couldn't have picked a more appropriate medium: the sea! Great visual imagery, you took me right there. You're right, it was cold.

Posted 8 Years Ago


We left the safety of water to come into this weird life.. some never forget - you just have to be one. There's a natural language to your poem, no pretentious phrases but honest well.tuned emotions, and beautifully graphic: '.. and I thought of you - of the dirty little words that we share - they kept me warm.' How real and blissful is that!

Posted 8 Years Ago


An interesting take on a loving nostalgia that keep a sense of calmness intact during the bearest of moments. Great job. :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


gcp

8 Years Ago

Aww thanks :)
*like*

Posted 8 Years Ago


gcp

8 Years Ago

Yay!
dark and sexy and very good it reminds me of u ;)

Posted 8 Years Ago


gcp

8 Years Ago

Flattery will get you everywhere ;) hehe Thanks!
you sure have a way with words. this is amazing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


gcp

8 Years Ago

awww thanks :)
Lovely.

Posted 8 Years Ago


gcp

8 Years Ago

Thanks :)
I really like this poem

Posted 8 Years Ago


gcp

8 Years Ago

Awww thanks :)

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Added on March 11, 2013
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Tags: sea, water, night, swimming, ocean, salt, dirty, romance, hope, drowning, power

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gcp

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Guarda la rosas, no estoy muerta Dejé una espina bajo tu cama Rebecca 'Pete' McPhearson is a hobo-gypsy, currently living in the back of a car somewhere in central Europe. She likes to list.. more..

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