when did you last see the sea?
poem or something...
when did you last see the sea
when did you last feel the breeze
these are the moments I live for
the slight of touch
the mist in the morning
the afterglow aftershock of the night before
when did you last laugh until you cried?
when did you last cry until you laughed?
these are pivitol moments
worth remembering
celebrating, commemorating, memorialising
to yesterday's wins, losses, bad days, holidays and high days
when did you last tough the sky
when did you last reach out and grab for the clouds, sun, moon and the stars
as I grow older, I want to stay grounded
less inclined to reach up
less inclined to reach out
than I should
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About the Creator
Paul Stewart
Scottish-Italian poet/writer from Glasgow.
Overflowing in English language torture and word abuse.
"Every man has a sane spot somewhere" R.L Stevenson
The Accidental Poet - Poetry Collection is now available!
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Comments (22)
I just found this prompt months later and it is still wonderful. I just wrote one about a storm tossed sea, I love to watch the lightening over the waters. Congrats on a cool prompt.
Touched my heart...why I chose to remix :) Great idea by the way, Paul!
Great poem! Can't wait to recreate it!😊
Love it love it love it. I'd say more but I'm too busy remixing hehehe.
This is a delightful poem… “ when did you last see the sea when did you last feel the breeze these are the moments I live for the slight of touch the mist in the morning’… such precious moments… certainly invigorating.
I agree with Grz Colm’s comments. This poem is a great corrective to our resistance to awe when we age. Beautiful poetry!
Such an encouraging and pure poem..congrats Paul
Yo!…great job…. I wanna laugh until I cry and cry until I laugh lol! I liked that bit a lot. Great writing Paul and congrats on all the things! 😁😆😊
This is beautiful Paul! You have a gift for uplifting poetry…. 🩷💕🩷
'when did you last laugh until you cried? when did you last cry until you laughed?' LOVE these words!
Really profound words, expressed with perfect brevity. I’m glad Suze nominated this so more of us can see it. I’m seeing it exactly when I need it. Congrats! 🥂
Congratulations on achieving top story status!
This is a lovely poem, Paul.
This is beautifully written x Uplifting and inspiring without being too cheesy 🤍
Once again, Paul, sage counsel. Just one question. Did you mean to say, "when did you last tough the sky" rather than "touch the sky"? It's an interesting turn of phrase that's kind of fun to mull over, but I'm not sure it's what you meant.
love this. thank you -- it really went right in. lovely.
Hmmm, I've never been much of an ambitious person so I have no idea when was the last I reached up or out. A very poignant poem! 🍩🥐
Wonderful.
love the ocean
I just sat down from an imaginary sword fight with my 13 year old (turning 14 tomorrow) son. We laughed and cavorted across the kitchen in our pyjamas, and I am still glowing with the pleasure. It was only five minutes. I will keep it though.
💞
Beautiful poem about the tangible moments that make it good to be alive. Thanks for sharing, Paul :)