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Imagination

I walked the shore
It changed as was my mood
Cold sands compacted
Hard surface that would hold an elephant
Tiny grains to shift as I
Pebbles as thrown by the sea
Jagged rocks with harsh surfaces
Just a beach that found the world as I did

There the sea came to me
A raging storm smashing all it touched
To swirling eddies we feared so much
Then shifting tides ebbing and flowing
Moving the shore that I knew
Breaking waves bringing me to you
Then the lap, lap that sent me to rest
A quiet warmth I liked best

To leave these things below
Walk the pathway
To the woods I know
Strewn with rotting stumps
Food clothed in mosses green
Sweeping mantles seldom seen
Green touches in my heart
Bows that cling to my soul

These are many places I go
Yet I can see the desert sands
Burning and blowing through your land
As gentle slopes formed of colours gay
Drifting sands that clings to my way
Cold nights no day the same
Changing world wind blown
These to me are shown

Yet I sit here in this noisy chair
Five swivel wheels a weight to bear
Tapping keys with letters to share
Where to go with you today
Your house or mine just fine
Fantasy or fact runs through this mind
Please don’t get left behind
I need you to walk with me

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Review Request (Direction): 
How does this theme appeal to you?
Last few words: 
A few differing ways to look at the same thing and if the mood takes you try some more..
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Comments

..This is always on ones mind where to consolation find
.'''Where to go with you today
Your house or mine just fine....''
as long as we both entwine .......

removed ....sorry for hurting you

Now do read the Jess advised version
and recommend /comment
Henceforth I shall use inspiration
but post as my creation
with just a note Ian.
.do read me at my place .

whenever u can would that do??.

This piece was purely to depict the many ways that we perceive our surroundings, one seeing rough seas another a gentle lap, lap, of the Ocean, colours and substances that make up the things around as seen by others eyes.
Your comment sounded like a love affair but the write was just to tweak imagination on looking at things nothing else lol,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

author comment

My Dear Ian ,

I read all the comments left on my words, thank you for your revised comment, there are many things we learn each day, that what it takes to make each poet sway, I am like Bamboo that rustles in the wind yet returns to form after each storm lol.
Take care young Lovedly my comments are going to be less for a while I have a lot to do but am now going to trade comments like for like for a while it will save me hours of computer work, Yours as always Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

author comment

and believe you may me
there isn't a soul worth the wait

but just wait for my MASTERPIECE

just wait for me

LOVED

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