Waves crashing into the Mangalsala Jetty
Waves crash into the concrete blocks of the jetty
where the Daugava meets the Baltic Gulf.
Feet are sprayed time and again,
as I watch ships and river water
leaving the confines of the land
and head out into the open sea.
The pulsating sound of repeated crashing
is almost overwhelmingly trance-like.
My mind floats with the ships and river,
to places beyond the open sea.
Places I have been before,
places I want to go to still,
with you.
Places to visit, see, experience.
Places to live, work, call home.
Places where we will create
the most wonderful memories
one day.
Then, in a lull of wind and Gulf waves,
the trance is broken, and I’m back
on the Mangalsala jetty.
I look and call for B,
and return with him,
to what is now our home.
This poem was submitted to the Open Link Night – Week 38 over at the dVerse Poets Pub. Please also read some of the other poems submitted there (click the Mr Linky button). You will enjoy it.
first….love the pic..the power of the water…want to take off my shoes and just stand there barefoot…and then your words…the desire for freedom, to go new ways..the sea has this effect on me as well…is it good or bad at the end that the trance is broken…? maybe one can never say for sure..
Oh, thanks, Claudia, but it’s even better with that sound. Yes, the sea, it is my friend, especially on moments like this. The power, the sound, the possibilities. Getting back out of the trance is a good thing. I have good reasons to be happy with my reality, plus, dreaming is one thing, but finding ways to make them happen is better done in reality than in a trance.
I find the first stanza especially good!
Thank you, poemblaze.
it is great to have those dream places…and places you want to go or return to…places just to be…and i know that broken trance as well….and reality wins or at least should…
Yes, there’s so much out there! And sometimes you have to get back to reality, and see how you can make your dreams come true.
Arjan, very reflective moment shared in this poem. The whole concept of “future memories” is something to consider.
Thank you for your comment, and for reading the poem, Victoria!
Right away, you catch the reader with that provocative title. Then, you explore that theme in a montage of images that test the adage. And at the end? You bring the reader back from the trance, underlining perhaps that those future memories have to be consciously created.
Thank you Samuel, I’m glad you took that journey with me here. It’s precisely what I hoped would happen. And I hope it inspired to create some wonderful future memories.