* A Lifetime Of Endless Tides

Poem By Bonnie Collins

Did you ever look inside a sea
shell, and see the beauty, then
magicly hold it to your ear,
and how you can hear the
waves of distant sea?

Well I have no shell, you have
taken that, but I still recall the
the mystical sounds with
a very faint echo of each wave

So my love you keep our sea shell
you take it with you but remember
the tides will never change, nor will
the aroma of the salty air that filled
our hearts and touched a part of us
bonded by the distant sounds of
what was once upon a time when
a discoverd sea shell could hold
a lifetime of endless tides..........

Comments about * A Lifetime Of Endless Tides

This is a real masterpiece. A wonderful poem of love. The image of hearing the tices int he sea shell is so perfectly fitting in. A huge 10 for this poem
This is a beautiful piece of a genuine heart put into warm poetic words. The kind of spiritual music that souls sing.
Bonnie, This is just and outstanding poem and it can hit the heart of most of us that have experienced lost love. I hope you will continue to write and post on PH and I promise I will read all of them. Lynn
what was once upon a time when a discoverd sea shell could hold a lifetime of endless tides.. ........................ a well penned piece, Bonnie..I particularly love these lines..Stunning! ! !
nicely done, weaving together image of a seashell, sound of the sea, loss of love, and the memories that hold you still connected long after the relationship is gone.

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Other poems of COLLINS

*quiet Moments

Watching your face, and looking
at you while you are napping, eye
glasses proped down to your nose
with book in hand where the last

*barren Walls Of Sorrow

Tides came and washed away
the empitiness inside my vacant
heart, the waves came with a thrash
and washed all the remains only leaving

* Final Sunset Sail

When the parting comes to view
and it is apparent that now all
is said and done, why is it that
there is such a need to forget

A Lesson From The Heart

Wandering alone in this empty
forest of darkness, stumbling
and falling as I go wondering
if the darkness now will be

**true Love Never Dies**

Encaptured in my mind still stands
the moment of the time when our
hearts were young and painted
with all the colours of youth