Low Tide

[Rhiannon]

You watch them leave and you grab at them like they're wet sand which
the wabes slowly drain through your fingers.
You contemplate with a heavy mind the future of the world and your
place in it, and you see onyly change and time stealing away, taking your
childhood with it.
But don't bear the brunt of it all yourself, my love.
I am here.
I am a constant that stands like a rock, steadily safe from the pull of the sea.
I will neither desert you nor forget you.
When the winds of the world become harsh and cruel, reach out for me
and I will steer your battered ship to port and anchor it home.
I am in the hum of white noise that lulls you to sleep; I am in the gentle
sunshine that wakes you.
My love is like the waters that touch every part of the world--it is always
near to you, always within reach.
So be at peace, love, and know that I am never far, and that you are
never, ever
alone.

 

[harraser]

I wish someone wrote something like this to me
beautiful!!!

 

[Erotik Poet]

Beautiful.

 

[Nietzche]

The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore
Lay like the folds of bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.
-Mathew Arnold
Very interesting poem. Reading it immediatly brought to mind Arnold's Dover Beach, quoted, in part, above.
Your poetry distinctly stands out in this forum. I am impressed.
By the way, I was just listening to Fleetwood Mac on the way to school (Rhiannon is quite possibly my favorite Fleetwood song) . . . did you get your name from them?

 

[Rhiannon]

In response to Nietzche:
Yes, actually, I did.
Did you get your name from the philosopher? )