I want to commend you on a great piece of poetry. This piece spoke a great deal to me (as short as it was). I do not know what your intended meaning was in this, but to me it spoke of my long time goal of becoming a professional muscian and the troubles I have had over the years. Yet still, when I am lost in the hours in the practice rooms there is still hope, and this is what keeps me going. My heart has long been anchored in this endeavor and I will attain at it all costs. Great work and I look forward to reading more of yours.
the only times they have been silent for me is when I have been listening to my mp3 while walking and watching them crash into shore. And still they aren't silent as they meld and mesh into the notes of whatever I happen to be listening to at the time.
I think I would feel incredibly empty if there were no sound... no rumble... no vibration. and even when there are no waves to speak of, there is always movement, always change, always a feeling of time and energy; life.
I can't quite put my finger on why I like this piece so much, but I do.
Very deep though here.
I see you stranded on a sandbar far away from a haven you long for. Your distress signals from your thoughts are carried on the wind and waves.
There on your little quarterdeck you seek the horizon for that glimpse of rescue from that Light you once had but lost in troubled waters to deep to get through alone. The one with the Haven Light you cannot reach.
But the Light you see.
Very well delivered and with strong emotions.
Take 5. Regards Joachim.
Submission Name: silent waves
