Taken by the Sea, Wizard & Faery Award Winner Options

[Guest_Nina_*]

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Taken by the Sea

Walking along the seashore,
my footsteps make
light impressions
in wet sand.
Behind me,
turning tide erases all traces.

Cool breeze brushes my face;
ruffles curling strands of hair.
Gossamer garments cling,
accentuating body contours.

You’re waiting:
a distant figure,
riding white horses,
cresting waves.

I move towards you:
seduced into deeper water
by unseen currents.

Time slows;
I feel you near.

© Nina 2006

Nina

[Guest_Cathy_*]

Hi Nina,

I love the title!  This could be interpreted in different ways and yet your title doesn't exactly give it away.  I see it as someone who is grieving over a lost love and she sees him waiting for her in the waves.

Walking along the seashore,
my footsteps make
light impressions
in wet sand.
Behind me,
turning tide erases all traces. Nice internal rhyme!

Cool breeze brushes my face;
ruffles curling strands of hair.
Gossamer garments cling,
accentuating body contours. Good imagery!

You’re waiting:
a distant figure,
riding white horses,  Should this be 'horse' - singular?
cresting waves.

I move towards you:
seduced into deeper water
by unseen currents.

Time slows;
I feel you near. Death is close?

Very well done Nina!

Cat