The Ocean's Blues Poem by Ann Marge
The Ocean's Blues
I feel this hypnotic thirst
to scream
and to be heard
but not simultaneously
I don't want my scream to be heard
I want my inner voice
to penetrate the eardrums
of others like me
and come back to me as a wave;
Make my scream sound like a song,
a beautiful mockingbird tone
with whom I'd sing all along.
We would mimic the sound of other you's
we'd be the oceans,
We'd sing the blues
of all the inner voices
never heard
now put to use.
This really struck a chord with me and actually brought me happiness. I felt as though I had been heard because you so eloquently phrased thoughts which are abstract and nonverbal in my mind. I connected very well with this. Amazing job!
Highly philosophical and very inspirational. Brave utterances set aside for honest contemplation. Thanks for sharing Ann.
I felt sad reading your poem. The ocean has every reason to sing the blues. Many wonderful things on this planet appear to have no voice. But when we truly listen we can hear their song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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An inspiration indeed. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks