Oceans Away
by Constance Brewer
I live one thousand miles
away from the nearest sea
So tell me why I hear at night
the waves pound by degree?
I feel the deep dark pull of tide
that breaks against the shore
So if I live on the prairie
why do I have surf rapport?
21 comments:
I like this a lot! I live near the sea, sometimes I feel prairie rapport!
I do like the idea of 'surf rapport'! Thanks for that image.
I too live far from the sea and crave for it.
Mmmmmm... surf rapport is lovely! Very nice one!
Even though a sea shell is miles from shore, it still sings the ocean song... Nicely done poem!
Nice how you show an inteconnected world. (That's what I took away from it, anyway!)
i too love "surf rapport"! your poem made me realize how blessed i am to live near the ocean and the mountains. thank you for this.
Crafty Green Poet - nice to know it works both ways!
dick jones - thanks! surf rapport is what it feels like..
gautami - I'm not all that fond of water, but I do like the sound of the ocean
hedwyg - thanks!
tumblewords- ah! maybe seashells brought the poem on!
I suffer from "surf rapport" so I'm thinking I need a vacation. :) Nice job!
Cool poem! I'm sorry to sound like a broken record but "surf rapport" is a clever ending.
Very effective presentation of the questions, thanks.
lisa & mike mc - thanks. Chalk it up to failed iambic pentameer and the longing for being somewhere that isn;t on fire. :)
What you wrote is very true! I guess we do create the world around us and experience what we feel to be experiencing. Nice poem!
Hi Constance -- Really nice poem! I love the line "I feel the deep dark pull of tide". And I started thinking how our bodies are something like 80% water -- the moon pulls the tides and so it's bound to pull the tide inside us too. Maybe that's the waves that you hear pounding at night??!!
:)
"Surf rapport"...perfect! I can so relate to your poem -- I also love the ocean and there's no better sound than the waves. Thanks for a lovely read!
gilson - thanks!
clare - maybe it was just a pounding headache? *g*
fledgling poet - I didnt' grow up ner the ocean, so I have no idea why the longing to hear the waves. Must be instinctual. :)
It's whimsical and poignant at the same time. Longing resonates.
thanks liz, :)
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