I don’t know, I don’t know
Maybe I’m crazy
I could feel, I could taste
Salty sea spray
When I awoke, I could hear
And see the blue
I heard the gulls, cry overhead
The sky was hazy
Like drums my heart, beat in my chest
I felt afraid
Was this a dream, or just me
My mind askew?
lots of time I feel rather crazy but I regroup. good write life makes us that way
You seem to have an obsession with sea. So these feelings are not crazy but natural.
Love at its best is crazy and that is good, your passion for the sea is beautifully written!
iip's comment was certainly interesting! i hope his interpretation was not accurate. i guess it depends on what your surroundings were, as to whether or not you were crazy. My guess, though, is YES! , U were crazy. just kidding. of course it may not be YOU in the poem. fantasy? interesting rhyme pattern and alternating length of lines. nice. bri :)
Feeling crazy means you are in full of life. you are living the life with it's excitements.since you love the sea, it's beauty you are hallucinated with it..... liked it
When we love something so much our minds conjures up past experiences that It seems like we are reliving it all over again. The beautiful beach with its azure skies and clear water are enticing. Yo go girl! Nice and enjoyed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It sounds like, a dead body climbed on top of you. Temporary paralysis to me.....iip