...The Rise of the Sea...

I don't know why I let you be

The firey rise inside of me

If I could stop the flaming rush

surely I would resist the blush

the temper rose like a storm filled tide

the angry prose pushed the Light aside

the awful pressure in my veins

lit up my core and caused the pain


I felt like wrapping my skin in leather

and pulling the laces tight around my chest

around my neck

around my muscles

around my freckled skin

over my mouth

and through the woods...


But She called me Home, instead

to the cold warm wind over the sea

and the leaves running like mice

and the crushed blue crab shells...

In the Rise of the Sea

She said to me

You passed...

Now, Be still for me...

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Carole Anzolletti 4 years ago from The Phantom Queen's Labyrinth Author

Jamie, thank you so much! :)

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jhamann 4 years ago from Reno NV

Very beautiful poem, thank you for sharing. Jamie

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