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Click hereEternity in whispers,
rolling into ocean tides.
Tears announce deliverance
while the fear of soul subsides.
A promise dwells within the heart
and hopes for skies of rain,
To color all the world of dark,
to ease a jesters pain.
Be it not the king unto his throne
the pauper and the thief,
But to cling to one's own spirit,
like a coral to the reef.
Delve then into the capers
runes have turned another tide,
Ocean swells clandestine secrets,
within the markings of her tribe.
Another page is written
crossing in beyond the deep,
Fallen hearts the spirit whispers,
to loves eternity will keep
your poem flowed like sheets in the wind on a southern meadow of blue bonnets and bunns <wait...I was reflecting...inspirational write GA
I especially like your simile:
"But to cling to one's own spirit,
like a coral to the reef."
One's self & one's own spirit needs to be integrated and whole. The coral can be isolated, fragmented, stand-alone, like the Christmas Tree coral off the California coast. And while reefs are there of sand & rock, for the coral to succeed in its construction of a reef, it too must make its work integrated and whole.
I'll send you my other thoughts and questions separately.
A nice piece.
I see they cast of critics are picking...they love to help bring a poem to perfection..its all good...except for the coward troll ..that one is just in the game to be harmful to the poet....a true chicken ...he is...sighs blue
Well said anonymous. The theme and the flow show promise for a good poem, but the homework and editing have not been done. Take this one back, SGP, and rethink it a little. It will be worth it.
pauper?
And the coral doesn't cling to a reef. The reef is made of coral. Though, I guess a new piece can cling. Delve then into the capers runes have turned another tide?
Honestly, I'm not trying to give you a hard time. But you should spellcheck and look some information up before you offer your poetry to an audience. :)