Hiding Place


Across these waters, there are times
when you will hear the wind raising
something like a whisper
between each hiss and crash of wave
against the shore.

Sad and uncertain,
as though the sea recalled
some long forgotten name or face
rising out of a distant past,
dimly remembered

Almost a word.

Then there is not even the silence
anymore, not arms thrown up
across the single lantern held before the face,
not rain or breaking thunder
or the blinding rush
of wave after faltering wave
gathering into darkness

Only the stillness, and the whisper,
and the voice of someone in you
suddenly crying with tears
even you cannot see.
.....

37 comments:

  1. a quiet moment where stillness takes over and you have an overwhelming sense of loss - that's what comes to mind when I read this

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  2. Anonymous7:46:00 AM

    Samuel has helped me see vast nature captured in a moment of reflection. Nature’s sounds provide the music that carries us in expanded time, yet a flash. Deep reflections are this master’s gift to us in time. I remain in awe of Samuel poetry! Bravo.

    38harmony

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  3. loved it as usual:
    i write similarly
    weaving nature in with my emotions
    loved the hiss and crash
    do keep writing

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  4. Sam, feeling hidden, yet standing stark naked in the moonlight, as the waves crash against the back of my bare thighs, silently crying.

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  5. Short link - http://bit.ly/s4hiding

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  6. A wistful whisper of a poem - very beautiful to read.

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  7. What a lovely opening line, very moody, evocative piece. I like this one very much. Would love to hear you read it on soundcloud. Kudos.

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  8. Soundcloud... I'll have to check that out. Thanks for the kind words.

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  9. Hello,

    Hope all is well,
    Glad to land on your island that showcase fabulous poetry talent, way to go!!!

    Welcome join us by submitting a free verse or a poem of your choice today,

    Cheers.

    Happy New Year!
    Bless You.

    xoxox

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  10. A wonderfully subtle piece that grows in intensity --gorgeous writing!

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  11. Brilliant as always my friend, you never disappoint.

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  12. very evocative...love your poems

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  13. as i read i suddenly imagined someone standing on the shore in solitude and reciting this stirring verse..amazing poetry you have here..~~

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  14. Lovely offering Sam..specially the last stanza ~

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  15. One thinks of being a shell of one's former self, or escaping into one's shell - beautifully rendered here, what with that sea (maybe) and salt. k.

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  16. Lovely write, Sam. Love these lines...Only the stillness, and the whisper,
    and the voice of someone in you
    suddenly crying with tears
    even you cannot see.

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  17. whew...the emotions in this are palpable...the voice on the wind and the tears even you cant see...can feel it breaking like those waves...nice piece man....

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  18. you've taken us to a new depth between your lines and the waters... so much meaning... different to each of us

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  19. Ahh... this is amazing, the entire piece beautiful; but I especially like the ending.

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  20. "Almost a word." Sad & beautiful. Thank you.

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  21. "Only the stillness, and the whisper,
    and the voice of someone in you
    suddenly crying with tears
    even you cannot see."

    This is breathtaking and beautiful. I could get absolutely lost in poetry like this. So glad you shared. Thank you.

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  22. Deafening isn't it, that whisper in the stillness, in the not silence? And the rest too: waves sand wind darkness, all here to assist the crying. Indulge. Say the name too. Release it.

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  23. So much poignancy wrapped up in these few lines ... especially love the tears that even you cannot see and the voice of someone in you - oh, and "almost a word" ... I can taste this in my heart and my eyes are filled with woe

    http://seingrahamsays.wordpress.com/2012/08/21/every-now-and-again/

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  24. Magical in composition. Written in a manner where the reader must certainly enter this imaginative narrative. I know I felt as if I was there, absent in body, present in spirit. I heard the whisper. Marvelous write Mr. Peralta.

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  25. Lovely ... and rather fits my mood at the moment.

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  26. you can't see the tears, and that someone also can't see through those tears



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  27. wow, what a write Sam. Content-wise the piece delivers perfectly, but even in structure, the almost a word, all by itself, is equally as powerful a statement, which, some times, the strongest of stanzas can not compare to a line of few words so charged. Great piece. Thanks

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  28. Dearly enjoyed this.. Beautiful play with the water and the winds, a whisper, a moment alone, a necessary tear..... Calm..... Such is life, and so poets live by expressing it. Very nice.....

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  29. Wow!! Thats what I can say about this. I loved reading it again and again. Like the sound of this muse.

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  30. your second to last stanza grips me. this is a lovely write with potent emotion. thank you.

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  31. excellent, enjoyed this greatly.

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  32. The seas are where lost souls dwell. You can hear their voices on the wind.

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  33. Much distillation going on, Samuel.

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  34. Hiding places.... I have so many. All are simple reflection, on my life as a whole, or the day, or those loved ones in my life, or how I might have been a kinder, gentler soul. It doesn't really work if you don't end up finding yourslef alone and crying.... Expertly touching, Mr. Samuel!

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  35. Sounds like a poem of longing.. of a need to fill an emptiness in yourself.

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