Counting of the waves.....

A blending of colors today
from vernal forest into the sea
Variations in grey from the horizon
back into the safety of the trees

Skeletal earth breaking through
the scree along a devestated shore
And in midmornings darkened mood
I leave for the island once more

And staring out from the sanctity
through glass I listened at the thunder
Counting the rolling of the waves
between is the number

I belong right here and will not
return to a dark hamanity
Where all that remains ...
some epidemnic of insanity

Saving me from myself I can no
longer act the parts
And as the sun finally breaks through
solitudes draw claims another heart

I walked along the shore today in the tailings of a storm that's raking along the coast, and all the colors were grey , a slanting in the winds of buoys of waves and trees, the lighthouse slowly lit the way for the lone fisherman plowing the waves, and I wondered ...........who waits for him .

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Hyphenbird 5 years ago from America-Broken But Still Beautiful

I also am drawn toward solitude. There have been days when I long for only the crash of waves or the sigh of the trees, anything but human noise. You have written another great poem, no surprise there.

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author


Thank you ! I'm a ghost of a reflection now of a youth in solitude , though I'm still pretty comfortable alone , I now do pretty well around others. I glad we can share all this though . :-}

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Maggie-May 5 years ago from the Island of Cape Breton to the Eastern Shores near Halifax, NS

This is the feeling I get everytime I look across the bay to my favorite lighthouse when a storm is brewing, have expressed it to a tee for me....There are days that I too feel like a lighthouse might and yes wonder if there will ever be someone there for me... But, alas maybe one day when I am thoroughly ready....Thanks for this beautiful poem


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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Maggie May , There will come a day for you , trust me , be open to it though, to know and love oneself is the ultimate you know and you need that to share . But I know you are doing that too. Be well Maggie.

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Cardisa 5 years ago from Jamaica

I absolutely love the last verse. Beautiful!


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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Cadisa ; Thank you! for being there to share with....:-}

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Paradise7 5 years ago from Upstate New York

I'm with Cardisa, that last verse will stay in my mind for awhile.

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Thank you Paradise , my my, so many other solitary souls out among the waves of people. Give me an island with a big picture window and there I will stay forever. :-]

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