Soul Searching Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Soul Searching

Rating: 5.0


Across the small ripples and tides
My eyes grew idle.
White linen, swooped with cuffed pants.
Waves rose and fell back into the stiff slow motion of the tide.
Sweat started to drip from humid skin,
Nervous
Soon to be joined in lush matrimony.
Anchors to the tides that appeared in each others lives.
No longer roaming on a whim.
The clouds loomed above.
Witnesses that surrounded the shore we were destined to travel.
A white linen dress, wrinkled from the wind.
The refreshment of each others stare.
Her and I.
Footprints left in the sand from before we met,
The clouds stood and watched at the door.
Ironing the wrinkles soon to appear.
Setting sail, soon to worship each touch.
As a new start.
you've become the wind that guides me.
A solemn whistle that leads in direction.
With Idle eyes
Becoming the vessel
Soon to set sail, the ocean of your eyes
Calm, steady.
Until the storm arrives

Thursday, December 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: boats,love,love and life,relationships,sailing,thoughts,voyage
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Carol Nichols 01 December 2016

This is beautiful. Gave me chills.10+

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M Asim Nehal 12 December 2015

Outstanding poem, great imagery and nicely built.I liked it.. MAN

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Kumarmani Mahakul 10 December 2015

Across small ripple tides mind is searching for wonderful love. Very thoughtful poem shared with wise mind.10

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Kewayne Wadley

Kewayne Wadley

Groton, Connecticutt
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