my ocean my love

This is a photograph of a storm in the distance on the waters of the Northumberland Strait off Prince Edward Island.
A storm in the distance on the beautiful Northumberland Straight, Prince Edward Island. August 31, 2021. Photo credit: Velvet Rollin

September 18th, 2021

For those of you who wonder why I am so drawn to the ocean I give to you my explanation in the form of the poem I wrote on the subject 15 years ago. I believe there is no better way for me to explain it. I will post my sequel to this poem in my next blog entry. Please note that the formatting works for laptops and tablets, but not for phones. Next step on my learning journey is to learn how to make customized spacing work on all devices.

Enjoy!

Velvet

my ocean      my love

the ocean’s fingers         

                                  have beckoned me

                                                                   since I was a young girl

                                                                                                    a thousand miles away

longing to escape its confines

                                                        it evaporated

                                                                                      floated

                                                                                                              and fell

                                                                                                                              on me

                                                                                                            as a warm

                                                                                     summer     

                                                        rain

the affair began

he drew me in

my life                                    

                 preoccupied

                                         with

                                                           the possibilities

now at forty

                              heeding

                                                 the call

            yearning

                                  his caress

  fighting

                    no longer

strolling

                     to the edge

                                                              teasing

cold fingers

                         playing with my toes

                                                                 yet still

                                                                                        drawing me in

                                                            ankles

                                  then knees

                 numbed

should have gone south

                       legs

                                     hips

  oooooh he’s cold

onetwothree

                         diving in

                                                 then up

                                                                             breathing hard

                                                              refreshing

                                                      cold

                                    heart racing

                         tingling

                                            the heat kicks in

                                    focus

                                                   he beckons

                                                                  again

                                                                           i dive

                                                                                   and swim

                                                                     and rise

                                                                                  i dive

                                                                                            and rest

                                                                                                      and listen

                                                                too fast

    i cannot hold my breath that long

leaving his arms briefly

               i don mask and snorkel

                                         wade in

                                                 quickly this time

                                 for the world is cold

                                             and he is oooh   sooo   warm

                                                                         i float now

                                                                                 breathing easy

                                                                                         as he carries me away

                                                                                i listen

                                                                                          to the rhythm

                                                                                                         of his heart

                                                                                     within minutes

                                                                                                our breathing

                                                                                          synchronizes

                                                                           his gentle caresses

                                                                                              draw me deeper

                                                                                     eyes closed

                                                                   intoxicated by his presence

                                                                                            i let him take me

                                                                       sure in my ability

                                                                                      to breathe

                                                                                                        in

                                                                                                              his

                                                                                                                      love

                                                                                                                                                    i inhale

                                                                                                  eyes open

                                                                          stop

                                             flail

                    rise

       and sputter when I reach

the surface

           awake and aware

    i leave him

for now

       waves crash

                            reaching for me

                i

      am crying

for i too

                   wanted more

i walk home

           feeling cheated

   my dreams

                 his dreams

not yet fulfilled

                                            but tomorrow…


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Velvet Rollin is an author and retreat organizer living off-grid in Grey County, Ontario, in the earth-bermed home she and her family built together. Her writing explores joy, gratitude, and the beauty found in everyday life.

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