A Place Of Refuge Poem by Bob Gibson

A Place Of Refuge

Rating: 4.7


The cold north wind blows her hair
Pounding waves crash the air
She stands alone, looking out to sea
A girl! in abject misery

She cries the tears of love 's sad song
'Why me O Lord! did i do wrong?
Her collar turned against the cold
As flooded memories unfold

Her tears, are swallowed by the raging sea
This place she goes for her sanity
Her eyes are red, her nose is sore
As she walks aimlessly by the shore

Its done her good, she needed to vent
Now all her tears have been spent
She tilts her head, bids the sea adieu
Her place of refuge, Seaton Carew

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Paul Maybury 11 July 2009

Very fine poem, Bob. I've often felt that the secret of the sea's soothing is that its depths are as hidden as ours are. A mirror of sorts, but with a restless surface. Really enjoyed this one.

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Catrina Heart 20 February 2009

A place of refuge is a home where our heart resides...Nice written poem woven with great imagery and nice flow of words and rhymes...10+++

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Ron Flowers 18 November 2008

A very good poem. Ron

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Bob Blackwell 22 June 2008

Bob, I can identify with this well written poem, at times we all need a place of refuge a place to hide and think how we can make life a little better. Bob

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Wendy Bureau 18 June 2008

'Her tears, are swallowed by the raging sea'.. very nicely put... Wise is one who can find the time to unveil, shed the inner torments of the day.. Peel off the stress.. I have at times been surrounded in a crowd and yet have felt so sadly alone.. yet at other times have been confined to pure solitude and have felt most accompanied.. Never lose sight of your personal refuge.. enjoy your walk: D A fantastic write!

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