This is a new poem that I have written for my next book that I wanted to share with you.
I do realise the risk of sharing new work, but I believe as it is out of context from the rest of the book, there is no harm. Like a Wave is a poem about the nature of time and ageing, through the metaphor of dispersion, or water waves. I really enjoyed writing this one, and I hope you enjoy it.
Like a Wave
Like a wave, it hits you on a cold day
Underwater, it will take you away
Coming from oceans of time it ages me
Pulled me like a ragdoll into the sea
Left to devolve with fish in the ocean
They left, they breathed air, never returning
Maybe I’ll drown under the waves so deep
With the creatures left behind in the sea
Like a wave it flows on your naked form
Carrying the grime of which you were born
Tide is coming into town once more
Bringing with it life to the lonely shore
It washes the body, cleansing the soul
Cool and blue, I worship it, bringing joy
Do the waves make you sink or float on water?
I can walk a miracle, touch your heart.
Like a wave, it comes in nonlinear ways
Unpredictable in nature, they say
Holding me in its arms, or dragging me down
Perhaps I will float to the underground
It sails you to where you need to be
Taking you alone to the true answer
A train of thought which brings tears and laughter
Uncertainty breeds new situations.