To the Ebbing of the Tides

by Everlasting   Apr 27, 2015


I have written poems on a notepad
not on a piece of paper. I use a keyboard
not a pencil. I do not drink alcohol to get high
until I awaken my imagination to the point
'til I almost experience hallucinations.
I simply write

as if by the sole act of writing
I was drinking
from a bottle filled with a wine-taste imagination,

as if by reminiscing on my bedroom,
I was sitting upon rocks near shores,
lost, like some castaway, who stares at the night-sky
in search for someone to come to the rescue.

---

And in my solitude,
I hold this bottle dear, close to my chest,
to the beating of my heart,
And with each stroke on the keyboard,
I savor my drink slowly.

I taste the memories
the sweetness, the bitterness that life has given me,
I taste even what life has not given me...
but I savor each and every taste,
the joy, the pain,

to the last drop.

---

I savor it all,

until everything I have left is a poem
and an empty bottle
that I'll leave stranded on a shore,
saved somewhere in the inter-world

to later on, as the water of time rises,
be carried away by the tides,
to float and float
in the waves of the internet,
And perhaps some day, arrived at the hands,
of those who might read me.

Written by: L.L.

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  • 9 years ago

    by -Choke-On-MY-Halo-

    Judging Comment

    It's such a pity that as a judge, I am stuck at which poem to make the highest and which the lowest since they are so perfect every single poem! Makes me want to cry because it was so hard. The imagery was stunning and it took you on a journey of seeing and tasting everything. Very inspiring and unique that's for sure! The ending was very nice to read this one is going to my favorite poems list!

    - Moria Bella Bair -

  • 9 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    Creative juices are indeed intoxicating! The poem fully engages the reader in the experience of imagination and expression. Your thorough immersion is well described ("I taste the memories / the sweetness, the bitterness that life has given me, / ... even what life has not given me... I savor each and every taste, / ... to the last drop.") This abandonment into your work is what I think true art requires. (Contest Comment)

  • 9 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Ahhh the beauty, the imagery is so alive in this write! I can picture you all the way till the end as well as hear your thoughts. Writing opens a gate way where we can fly to the end of the earth!

  • 9 years ago

    by Dancing Rivers

    So beautiful

  • 9 years ago

    by alka mendiratta

    Lucero ,an awesome write !!!!
    Hope all is well with you .

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