Tumultuous Tides
Turbulence
Tumultuous tides of emotional distress
Unrest takes root to prevail and conquer
Remnants of your fleeting sanity in a cascade of
Benign growth, displacing all contentment of hope
Unfurling a storm of overwhelming disarray whilst
Lingering amid manipulative deception on display
Eager advancement of the sword’s hilt thrusts deep
Nudging all else save pending thoughts of despair
Creating a margin of impending, uncertain demise
Encroaching onward in a quest for its sheath
About the Creator
Cindy Calder
From Charleston SC - "I am still learning." Michelangelo
Keep reading
More stories from Cindy Calder and writers in Poets and other communities.
A Failed Artist, A Disillusioned Poet, An Underpaid Game Show Host
I took my son and niece to Gori, a small town in Georgia where Joseph Stalin was born. They talked me into visiting the Stalin's Museum, the largest in the post-Soviet space. I had resisted going there because I just can't stand the monster and know enough about him, or so I thought.
By Lana V Lynx7 days ago in FYI
Comments (14)
i love this
Unusual choice to echo "amid", was that deliberate? I loved your acrostic 😁
Great acrostic, Cindy! Coud definitely feel the upheaval
Felt the power of the tide in your amazing acrostic poem!!!❤️❤️💕
Such a captivating acrostic!! I love the metaphorical and literal meanings within!! So beautifully done, Cindy!!
Quite the descriptive definition of the phrase. Good work.
All feels kind of inexorable
Great acrostic. Invasion, via a weapon or emotional intrusion, is always visceral, and you brought that out.
What a wonderful acrostic, Cindy! I enjoyed its thoughtfulness and beauty.
Wonderful words. And the pic is perfect.
Sea lends itself well to the struggle, I think. Beautifully expressed, as always.
Oooo, so poignant and profound! I loved it!
VERY NICE! You have vivid imagination which in this poem illustrates the struggle between hope and despair. The metaphor of the "sword’s hilt" , a profound internal conflict, where seeking relief can feel dangerous. ...Τhe laws of purity...
I can feel the sense of impending doom here! And my mind's thinking of Macbeth now.