Frank Ian Bowen

Rookie (23 May 1952 / Portsmouth, England)

Sat On The Sand - Poem by Frank Ian Bowen

I sat on the sand, as the sun went down,
I listened to the sea, white foam as her gown
My mind was in neutral, my gaze far away,
as I listened to the sound of the sea today
And as the trance broke and my thoughts rushed back in,
you were right there, making me grin
My heart skipped a beat, breath held for a while,
as I yearned for your presence, your soft, soft smile
How empty this space in the centre of me,
as the sea played her music specially for me
My thoughts turned to future with you at my side,
and warmth and contentment began to reside
Filling that space that is your place in me,
as the sea played her music specially for me.
Again and again my breath stilled inside,
as I saw all your beauty, deep within you abides
Your compassion and care, and laughter and fun,
Of a life spent together that’s just now begun
And the warmth of the feelings came crashing back in
As I thought of the fun; of the love; I did grin
Yet at the same moment, the loss felt acute
Your love lives inside me; has now taken root
So consuming the feeling, it beats like a heart
A pulse of pure happiness, right from the start
Each day brings some more, when I gaze at your face
Whether real or a picture, making pulse race
I dream of our life now, close to the sea
And the sea played her music specially for me.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 13, 2011

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