Ride The Wave Poem by Leah Ayliffe

Ride The Wave



Ride the wave is a motto I live by,
Stolen from a dear friend.
Ride the wave.
When it all gets to be too much,
When it's a decision of panic, to run or to die.
Just ride it out.
Wait for everything to settle.
When you come down from whatever overwhelmed you,
From whatever gripped you with fear,
You begin to the see the beauty.
The pale sun rising through the fog on an early morning in May.
Life gets too intense sometimes,
Focus is lost,
reality weaved with lies to set your mind ablaze with terror, burning pretty hopes and dreams into oblivion.
It's easy to lose balance and fall into the endless dark ocean.
Exhausted from trying to swim above the surface,
Surrender. Let go.
Sit on top of the closest floating object, breathe, ride the wave.
Eventually you will be pushed to shore by the very thing that caused your struggle.
You will learn to love the ocean again.
You will see that the moon is in the dark, and the sun in the dark, but together they glow for eternity.
They are best friends in the black sky.
Ride the wave of whatever the universe has sent in echoing vibrations to you.
You made this choice.
Ride the wave of the galaxy.
Remember, you are your soul, and your soul is free.

Monday, September 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: determination,hope
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 01 October 2016

You have one stunning line that raises your poem out of doldrums in affirmation: YOU ARE YOUR SOUL, AND YOUR SOUL IS FREE. A line like that at the very end of the poem is like Marlowe's line IS THIS THE FACE THAT LAUNCHED A THOUSAND SHIPS because it could (should?) launch a thousand poems. The force need for this triumph is expressed a few lines earlier: YOU WILL LOVE THE OCEAN AGAIN. Embrace your fear, so to speak, and turn negative into positive energy. Your poem is charged by the energy of passages like this one YOU BEGIN TO SEE THE BEAUTY (And then an example of that restorative beauty :) THE PALE SUN RISING THROUGH THE FOG, etc. That imagery - b0th the observation and articulation in a poem are restorative activities. Unless, of course, you want to stretch out further to capture some elusive feature of poetry you can exploit.

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