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Ebb and Flow

The water on the beach is pounding
and the sunís now in the sky.
Loneliness creeps within me
-haunting as the coldness in your eye.

Youíre the warmth of all the fires,
youíre the coolness of the rain,
and now again you dress to leave me,
and now again I feel the pain.

Mist of morning now has crept upon us
bringing forth more light beyond the day,
for I have glimpsed beyond your shadow
and now must face the truth and go away.

We are like forsaken players in a drama
trying always to conceal the real side
and so I let you slip from me in silence
for I know if I speak, youíll only hide.

I hear the waves roll outside our window
and watch two shattered souls sink in the sea.
I know the wanting that seemingly still calls you,
if in love, you wouldíve found in me.

Each thunderous crash cries I am not your freedom.
White foam waves break and bleed my anguished sorrow.
Sadly, I canít change either fate or nature,
yet I know the tide will ebb and flow, tomorrow.

Elizabeth Maksymiuk

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by emaks

Ebb and Flow
I,ve read this twice just so I can be sure of my comment. This poem sounds to me like you are waiting for something that may not be. Sometimes, like the old saying goes "If you love something set it free, If it comes back it was ment to be". I hope im on the right track here, But sometimes we haft to make a choice to either stand in the shadows and except our fate, Or step out into the light and take fate in your own hands and make it what you will. Very nice read and thanks for sharing it.
"Keep on inkin the Pages"

( Posted by: POISON9901 [Member] On: April 23, 2006 )

Poison/Tap/Dem- Ebb & Flow
Waiting for something- I guess you are right to an extent- At the time I was waiting for love to out-weigh lust, but coming to the realization that that was not to be. I played with the idea that instead of being our 'real' selves, we were instead play-acting, to keep a relationship going. Feels very shallow when you're there and know that to reveal your real side might bring about unwanted circumstance. When you are young and "in love" sometimes it felt like the reality of the love was less significant than the body next to you. This poem was an attempt at the realization that the reality, so described, was not enough. He was the extreme "non-commitable". I wanted more.
Even unfullfilling love teaches us who we are.
Thank you all for reading and commenting. Lilith! It is so nice to see your face on my thread!
Good thought to you all this evening!

( Posted by: emaks [Member] On: April 23, 2006 )

Seaside love Pen/ Lucie
Pen, I 'penned' this many years ago, and still feel the weight of the sorrow to this day. I 'loved' him. -Or at least thought I did. I would love to see your edited version! Thanks for looking in on me. I respect your opinion!
Lucie, always one of my favorite crdicts~that line too. It speaks to truth- sad truth, but one that will be reached at some point. Shallow love affair-Thanks sweetie, for giving me your time and attention-
best blessings sent to each of you-

( Posted by: emaks [Member] On: April 27, 2006 )

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