Kewayne Wadley

Gold Star - 26,162 Points (1987- / Groton, Connecticutt)

Soul Searching - Poem by Kewayne Wadley

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,
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

Topic(s) of this poem: boats, love, love and life, relationships, sailing, thoughts, voyage

Comments about Soul Searching by Kewayne Wadley

  • Carol Nichols (12/1/2016 10:22:00 AM)

    This is beautiful. Gave me chills.10+ (Report) Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (12/12/2015 1:53:00 PM)

    Outstanding poem, great imagery and nicely built.I liked it..
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (12/10/2015 4:31:00 AM)

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

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 10, 2015

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