One Of My Favourite's

Life comes in like the tide

On a roar from the seabed

And is already dying before its ebb

Existence is the time it takes

For the shingles to be wet

And yet,

Are they eluded

Do they lie

Those blind with courage

Who about above the spray, never say 'die'.

by C Cookson

This is one amongst a number of poems which I love to read.  I love to add poems to paintings I do at school.  It seems like a painting has something missing if i don't add a message in the form of a poem, whether if it's mine or somebody else's.  I'hd like to receive comments on this poem.  It's one of my favourite's.

piedpiper piedpiper
36-40, F
1 Response Mar 15, 2010

Mmmmm, I love poetry, and I love the sea. This is so evocative! I can hear the waves and smell the salt in the air as I read this. It makes me sad that I am so far from something that gives me such pleasure, peace and rebirth. Thank you for sharing. x@