docmaverick
docmaverick
Feb 19, 2011

My Day in the Sun

I swam throughout her ocean,
had to fight her undertow;

her waves became my friend,
more than anyone could know.

Familiar with her coastline,
I've walked along her beach;

I tried to possess her heart, and mind;
both were out of reach.

Her air was so inviting,
I was dancing in her wind;

we grew, and were relating,
and, the thrill was if we'd sinned!

I so, enjoyed her ocean,
but, things just weren't meant to be;

that's the end of my education,
I've only memories.....of her sea.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates

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Comments

docmaverick

..of course, you're right.....but, to never wander THAT beach, again...well, it's soooo difficult, right now. But, this was my excercise in, "closure".....
thanx,
doc.

docmaverick

...and how ironic! Your example was exactly how I had it, then I changed it. I think I'll change it, back.
later,
doc.