The Poems of 2011

As the year draws to an end, I have taken a been on something of a hiatus from any serious work. 2012 promises to hold many great things for me as an artist, but I feel like now would be a good time for a little reflection; so without further ado, I give you the first of a short sampling of my Poems of 2011.

January 13
When I began this blog in January I had only just decided that I desired to write for the rest of my life. I enjoyed poetry, but considered myself more of an essayist. Therefore, my first poems had little to do with experimenting with form or style, let alone a literary philosophy. I used classic themes and traditional forms to write, what I considered, rather nice poetry. 'A Tear Washed Sea' certainly falls into this category. It was a nice piece, but it is definitely in what Keats would call, "The Realm of Maiden Thought.'

A Tear Washed Sea

A rain-washed coast sees rain again.
A mourning girl sits down in pain.
A morning mist is blown away.
And all this happened yesterday.

Poseidon claimed him long ago.
She pleaded with him not to go.
Alas the ocean calls its own,
But why is something never known.

The woman sits alone and sad,
She thinks of all the joys they had
Before the rain fell from her eyes.
Now every day, with him, she dies.

She dies each dawn without him here,
At evening tide from doubt and fear,
And in between the whole day long.
Three years her soul has missed the song.