I lived to dive into your waters
To damage your canvass with my fins
To paint around tour edges
To feel you push me around playfully,
trying to wrestle me with force
To ride the energy that emanates from your hands
To dissect your sections
Chasing you as you unfurled another amazing wave that comes just once to crash into your shores
Sometimes you wrapped me in a watery cocoon and then spat me out
and said ” come and play on my shoulders “
” Look at my lips, then go and slice through them and I will make them again with only water ”
The Ocean Was My Temple
And I worshiped at her feet
I lived to feel the Rush
The Speed
The Power
The Awe
The Ocean Was My Temple
And my God
The Ocean Was My Temple
Memories of a lifestyle and an obsession that I had years ago. Times change and I can’t believe that I moved on, but I did.
Comments are very welcome ! Feedback is a great teacher for all of us.
Antanas, 5 months ago
beautiful…
reflector, 5 months ago
Thanks Antanas. I don’t get many comments on my poetry, ever. I changed styles with these last three – they are not as spiritual or searching and contemplative. The others are about 4 years old – they were just something that I hid away on my computer. I found this site and thought why not see what strangers think of my written work. Not much, I suspect.
Pagly2, 5 months ago
This is the first piece that i have seen and if this is anything to go by ..i want MORE….....this is GREAT….......thank you…
reflector in reply to Pagly2’s comment, 5 months ago
Thanks ” by the pound ” Pagly2 !
I have 12 written works on RB – 4 very recent poems, an intro for a science fiction movie ( just me dreaming, not a reality ), and 7 that were poems written in the middle of 2003. They are more about philosophy and secular spirituality than my current poems. Some would say they’re very stale, but I don’t know.
caroline caux-..., 4 months ago
very inspiring!
reflector, 4 months ago
Thanks a lot Caroline ! It’s good to know someone ( anyone, anywhere in the world ) likes my writing.
dinghysailor1, 4 months ago
I love this and can relate to it! (tho not a surfer!)
reflector, 4 months ago
Thanks Dinghy ! Neither am I a surfer anymore, but I will remember those sensations forever ! You are riding the forces of nature, just like a sailor rides wind and water !
jianina, 3 months ago
i really like the broadness of these lines>>>it gives a great sense to create our own images of waves in our lives>>well put!
reflector in reply to jianina’s comment, 3 months ago
I never thought of that ! It was just about surfing and the sensations that it gives you. But I see your point !
jianina, 3 months ago
Ohhhh…well it deep>>>more than a oceans deep>>and i loved the rush it gave me to read!
reflector in reply to jianina’s comment, 3 months ago
That’s a powerful impact ! I like that !
I love comments on any kind of art I make because it’s like writing in a few new lines at the end, or adding a few new details to an image – it makes it more complete.
linaji, 3 months ago
This is an amazing piece… I always think a surfers spiritual nature is bound with the water and the wave.. learning so much from the time literally ONE with Nature…Just Glorious work!
reflector, 3 months ago
You captured what the primary attraction of surfing is Linaji ! It starts out as a hobby, but it becomes a deep, spiritual connection to the ocean. Thanks a lot !
JohnScott, 3 months ago
dude! you’re the man. Wave-god!
reflector in reply to JohnScott’s comment, 3 months ago
Did you mean Wave To God ? I don’t know where to point my wave at, so I suppose down at the ground will suffice ! Being short, it will make me feel more connected to the great scheme of things ! :D
Thanks Dropping Arm Into Cuttie Man !
JohnScott, 3 months ago
lol rofl, Dropping arm lol. he haa that made my day. lol
reflector in reply to JohnScott’s comment, 3 months ago
Great stuff ! Glad to hear it. The skate park is calling me ! “James ! James ! ” and I must obey.
JohnScott, 3 months ago
concrete with a mouth, lol.
reflector in reply to JohnScott’s comment, 3 months ago
A Big Mouth ! It’s swallowed a few hours of my time over these last few years and I don’t mind at all ! You get that same natural high, relaxed feeling when you come home exhausted and charged with adrenaline that hasn’t abated yet. I sound old describing it like that – I should be all ” that was ssooo sick, bro ” but times change and me as well. Just flowing with it, not resisting.