Diving In Rip-Tides

When I look at

you I can begin to

loose my grip on

exactly what to do.

I tell myself I am

brave but I am not.

Especially when you

bring feelings forgot.

Your sustained gaze

is making me go ways

I’m not used to seeing

anymore these days.

Ferocity it does suit

your mannerly style

that calls to my soul

cautioning me awhile.

Pulled apart conflicted

as if in a stern rip-tide.

Still the sweet loss of

my faculties it subsides.

All valor that is known,

as was I taught young,

falls beneath the surface

and I become undone.

Paralyzing jubilance,

an innocent moment,

does bring me the ink

screaming atonement.

Forgive this lapse I

am spiralling down

this churning circle

in calamitous sound.

Can you hear me I

sound as if some child

that takes a moment to

dwell on your soft smile.

Yet the reprieve leaves

all accordingly replaced

by the fear of unknown

depths I have not traced.

What is this incantation?

A wickedly induced trance?

I believe deep in depths

of your heart angels dance.

For such a place is such

an endeavor that cries,

for me to be brave and I

want to head-first dive.

Your ocean is hypnotic

and deep mysteries call

for me to set aside my fears

and deep into the rip-tide fall.

7 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    Yet another beautifully moving piece. ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

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    1. I think highly of you my dear. So your words and praises mean a lot Weigman. Thank you. ๐Ÿ˜Š

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      1. kristianw84 says:

        Aww! I think highly of you too, dear Jared. It truly is my pleasure, Winchester! ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Katherine says:

    Beautiful and intimidating poem, Jared!

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    1. Thank you Katherine.

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  3. iScriblr says:

    Brilliant!โค

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    1. Cool. I’m glad you like it. Thank you. ๐Ÿ˜Š

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