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Within The Wake Of The Beach (An Alliteration Piece)
Colossal, climactic clouds
Caught in a canopy of blue
Clear.
Cascading.
Calming.
Captures my eyes within countless hues.
'My mind once never ever knew!' I yell
'Blues of such hues!'
Least that's what i felt
And it definately felt true.
Simultaneously, I see sudden shooting sunlight
'Seamless sensory splendor!' I stammer.
It shines, shimmers, sinks into my surrendering skin.
Stimulation soaking; I submit from within
I succumb.
I smirk.
I say
'Surrounded by shivering delight, Surely I am safe today!'
Least, that is what it felt to be true.
But as if i actually knew.
Whilst waning wrapping waves
Of whipping white-water
Washes out to a wide horizon
Willingly captures my once wandering eyes.
It's all sinking in now. Woe.
Weeping with what I wanted to be joy
I wail
'Where does the water start, and the sky begin?'
The last question, triggers it within.
The last word even. Begin.
And a blanket of black, blinding blankness, descends.
I blame
I whimper
I whisper
'Did it really have to end?'
But it has the better of me now.
The harsh reality I cannot shake.
I wake.
Caught in a canopy of blue
Clear.
Cascading.
Calming.
Captures my eyes within countless hues.
'My mind once never ever knew!' I yell
'Blues of such hues!'
Least that's what i felt
And it definately felt true.
Simultaneously, I see sudden shooting sunlight
'Seamless sensory splendor!' I stammer.
It shines, shimmers, sinks into my surrendering skin.
Stimulation soaking; I submit from within
I succumb.
I smirk.
I say
'Surrounded by shivering delight, Surely I am safe today!'
Least, that is what it felt to be true.
But as if i actually knew.
Whilst waning wrapping waves
Of whipping white-water
Washes out to a wide horizon
Willingly captures my once wandering eyes.
It's all sinking in now. Woe.
Weeping with what I wanted to be joy
I wail
'Where does the water start, and the sky begin?'
The last question, triggers it within.
The last word even. Begin.
And a blanket of black, blinding blankness, descends.
I blame
I whimper
I whisper
'Did it really have to end?'
But it has the better of me now.
The harsh reality I cannot shake.
I wake.
Published 11th Apr 2014
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11th Apr 2014 10:15am
Very nice. Deep and dreamy.
Tasteful alliterations, a good mixing.
I love the discourse of the poet talking out loud...
Felt like I was really there, on the beach, under those clouds...
Welcome to the DU community!
Tasteful alliterations, a good mixing.
I love the discourse of the poet talking out loud...
Felt like I was really there, on the beach, under those clouds...
Welcome to the DU community!
11th Apr 2014 10:43am
Thanks! :D
Thought i'd start off with one of my more playful pieces.
Appreciate the welcoming. It feels like a good Communitiy so far.
Thought i'd start off with one of my more playful pieces.
Appreciate the welcoming. It feels like a good Communitiy so far.
