On the other side of the ocean

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I solemnly smile 
and try not to hide 
as courage washes upon shore
during the storm.

The constant thrashing of my heart
can be heard 
as wisdom pours from mouth 
of a seashell,
am I to draw close to the unsung
while dreaming of days 
when I was poised and confident?

Believe chance is a lover
that murmurs
I see the person you are today
and can’t wait 
to determine a vision for tomorrow.

 

Photo credits: Shell, Edward Weston 1927

Posted for Camera Flash @ Real Toads 

also on Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

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50 thoughts on “On the other side of the ocean

  1. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    I love how you included the voice of the seashell… I think we do see things in ourselves if we take the time to listen.

  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Oh, I love what you did with this, the places the idea of listening to a shell took you. I particularly like

    am I to draw close to the unsung
    while dreaming of days
    when I was poised and confident?

    and also the whole last verse.

  3. Old Egg says:

    Humans are fools if they think they are the ones concerned about the Earth and it’s future. Many animals already know when to shift home as seasons change. If they do this they much more too even shellfish! Loved it Sanaa!

  4. Mary says:

    When there was confidence once, it will surely return again….and keeping a positive vision of tomorrow helps make it come to pass!

  5. HA says:

    “chance is a lover/that murmurs” is such a beautiful phrase. a lovely, uplifting write with the courage washing up on the shore and the wisdom gained through such an encounter. That last stanza is both melancholic and hopeful in its tone.
    Some lovely penmanship, Sanaa. 🙂 <3

  6. Sara McNulty says:

    ‘wisdom pours from mouth
    of a seashell,
    am I to draw close to the unsung
    while dreaming of days
    when I was poised and confident?’

    A gorgeous vision, Sanaa!

  7. Pat: willow88switches says:

    am I to draw close to the unsung

    what an absolutely wonderful line Sanaa 🙂 it really stands out for me, and adds a depth and richness to all the other exciting images you’ve drawn in your poem – a complete breath of fresh air this poem.

  8. Jim says:

    Fun poem, Sanaa. For shell life being washed onto the shore is often the end of the journey. Not this one, “chance is a lover” and the meeting brings hope.
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