You and Me, the Sun and the Sea
A Love Poem
If we were like the sun and sea,
As warm and salt on love do feed,
I’d lead you to a land of old,
With gift of myth and rock of soul.
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I’d show a life sure made for two,
With kiss of gold and hugs of blue.
A spot for us, just you and I,
With cool of sea and warm of sky.
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But we are not the sun and sea.
Each self a flaw, both you and me.
So, if time come when you do fear,
My love can no more hold you here.
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If word from each left pain to us,
Then sun does pale, and rain does gust.
If we, you try to push away,
Hear now, what I have to say.
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That when come nite, the sun does hide,
And when come wind, the sea will tide.
And all’s not fair in love and war,
For pain must be, for soul to soar.
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But when the day is born anew,
If heat of sun can dry the dew,
And sea find calm to stem the gale,
Can’t hope find love that ne’er does fail?
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So, take my hand and join me here,
As calm seas meet the sun’s warm air.
And ne’er you fear that gale of wind,
For love will win out in the end.
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Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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1:49am
4/16/25 1:49am I want to breathe death in my larynx and feel loose change in the torn and raggedy pockets of my mother’s cardigan. The water is next to the bed. It’s not cold and never will be. So I guess what’s left is us; we will walk with crooked feet on a path carved by ancient societies. You will borrow my shoes. I will taste vengeance in my tea and convince myself it’s good for my liver. Coffee is fine too. Yes, that’s all. I will think about how I want to kiss you and, the clouds, they will rise to space, and leaves, they will glue their limbs back together. The sun has been out for weeks. This screw isn’t any looser than when I bought it. But I will wake up and I will be in the ship that splits in two and slide my sullen palms across its tundric pillow. I never took swimming lessons so whatever happens is meant to be. I’m sorry if that upsets you. I’m sorry I said that. Anyway, I want to lie nude in wildflowers with ants who build colonies and worms who can’t see. You have a problem with textures. You can’t help it. I could try to tell you things, like how I want my children to understand how little everything is and to not be afraid of the giant fingers that grab at sewing needles in their dreams. I could say it always scared me. It’s just not right. But listen, back to it: I want to indulge in passion and binge affection. Is it a sin if it helps? I will endure the things I am given and inculcate everyone around me to do the same. Do five laps around the block before you respond, whatever helps. I will tell you I want harmony to be palpable and wheels of recognition to be locked in an imperishable gear. Refill the pot if it’s empty. What I want has nothing to do with me. Diagonal tile is cold, you know, and my hair gets crunchy after too long out there. I want this lesson to end.
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Absolutely Beautiful!
“A spot for us, just you and I, With cool of sea and warm of sky.” I liked the way these lines landed especially.
The theme of holding on to what is real. Last line leaves a feeling of peace ❤️❤️
Beautifully done Cathy and very clever with your four letter words.
Very touching!!
Beautiful poem Cathy 🥰. So smooth and balanced With contrast and symmetry ! Love it
Whoaaaa! You painted such a beautiful picture here with your words! For pain must be, for soul to soar. This was my favourite line. So deep!
Clear-eyed, battered & bruised, & filled with hope. Beautiful.
Beautifully penned and oh my, that end - so inspirational 🥹❤️ Amazing work, my friend! 🥹❤️
It will indeed win in the end! Just lovely 🥰
Very strong entry Cathy, well done.
“Can’t hope find love that ne’er does fail?” That line says so much! Relationships are hard. Love is a choice. I find that more true with every passing day. Thank you for this, Cathy!
Cathy, you nailed it with your ending line. Awesome love poem, my friend!!!❤️❤️💕
Just beautiful, My Sister the poet.
Whew...that was amazing
This is so beautiful! Stunningly written.
Wow. Excelent.
Wow, wow, wow!!! When was the last time you read A Midsummer Night's Dream? ;-)
Beautifully written, Cathy! Another Top Story? A challenge win, mayhaps?
Ahhh this is so good! Loved the creative word choices too!
"For pain must be, for soul to soar" Another great poem!
Oh, this is stunning, buddy! Love love love it. So evocative, the rhymes are sublime and yeah, very well done!
Adequately written 📝 😉💖✨
Love this Cathy! That ending is so hopeful! Great job!
Loved the flow to this one and the wonderful imagery. Gorgeous work, my friend!!