2 february




these waves lap at a bucolic shoreline
when water is so calm it looks like an alternate universe


I sometimes I think i see my former self
staring back from the other side of the sound
I do not miss that girl
who struggled through such still waters to see her own potential

I tiptoe to the edge
but find no opening
I had the good sense to close that door long ago


what this tide brings to one side it takes away from the other
and vice versa

I am in balance of that synergy









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Comments

  1. Brian Miller2 February 2014 at 19:34

    while we may not miss them
    they are a part of us...
    in that i def find synergy....

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  2. kaykuala2 February 2014 at 19:48

    Life is a struggle but on reflection one sees the beauty of all the experiences and rewards! Nicely, asos!

    Hank

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  3. Dotti2 February 2014 at 20:05

    There is a synergy here. I like it!

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  4. Unknown2 February 2014 at 20:07

    I like the calmness in your poem and this line especially, "what this tide brings to one side it takes away from the other
    and vice versa"

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  5. revelations2 February 2014 at 20:18

    some great lines in this... doors close but who was behind them is still there...while we may not miss them...

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  6. Sherry Blue Sky2 February 2014 at 21:23

    Love the idea of the sea as an alternate universe......and admire the balance at the end, and the path it took to find it.

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  7. Vandana Sharma2 February 2014 at 23:14

    Struggle is an integral part of our life, but it feels nice when we achieve something out of it. Great going, best wishes.

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  8. a good atheist3 February 2014 at 04:21

    the past belongs untouchable, and shapes the future always :) love it

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  9. Gabriella3 February 2014 at 06:21

    Great poem! I am glad you find yourself at a more odoriferous stage of your life where you have no refrets about who you used to be. Some doors need to be closed so that others can be opened.

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  10. humbird3 February 2014 at 06:30

    Thank you for image! So nice to look at calm water... I love the line 'I sometimes I think i see my former self
    staring back from the other side of the sound' ~ lovely reflection.

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  11. Mary3 February 2014 at 07:26

    Beautiful...looking into the waves, I think, one can see many different things. The waves and the clouds are similar in that way...both evoke different images in one's mind.

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  12. gautami tripathy3 February 2014 at 08:29

    Different images yet so cohesive...

    tiptoed synergy

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  13. Lynn3 February 2014 at 11:15

    I love seeing the mix of words that you turn into such lovely poetry.

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  14. Kathryn Dyche3 February 2014 at 11:44

    This made me feel very reflective. Got to love synergy.

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  15. Laura3 February 2014 at 12:27

    "what this tide brings to one side it takes away from the other
    and vice versa

    I am in balance of that synergy"… life is always this way is it not? the pushing and pulling… trying to BE the balance in the synergy…a beautiful poem.

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  16. flaubert3 February 2014 at 12:58

    Nice use of the word synergy here. Well wordled.

    Pamela

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  17. Anonymous3 February 2014 at 14:04

    I especially like the penultimate stanza in this peaceful pen ~

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  18. Anonymous3 February 2014 at 14:33

    Introspective. Finding balance in synergy is a great accomplishment. I liked the thought of tide bringing something to this side, taking away from the other. Well-penned.

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  19. Diana Taylor4 February 2014 at 04:19

    Your image is so simple and yet so beautiful - it compliments your poem perfectly.

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  20. Margaret4 February 2014 at 14:37

    Ah - but she is remembered even if kept on the other shore… Nice metaphor!

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