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pamelawilliams41 submitted a contest entry to Write A Poem About Where And When You Feel Most At Peace 3 months, 3 weeks ago
The Beach
THE WATER/ THE BEACH
The place where I am most at peace is the beach . The beach is like an open alter and I’m free to roam , walk, float,gloat, and even sail the seas , because of course it’s where I belong . I can lay on the sand for hours and just look into the deep blue sky while tears fill my eye , and know that there is God who lives in the clouds and watches over me .
I lay back and listen to the waves and began to make up my own worship song . To the swish , wash, swish , wash, clink, clank, clink, clank, it’s the peace that overtakes me that allows me to cry out and give God thanks .
He placed a song inside of me and it’s the reason to why I sing !
Sooooooooooooo ……..I SING
I visualize my writings as blood, but it is just ink. I sing to worship God. I sing to make the devil mad. I sing to please. I sing to relieve. I sing to succeed. I sing to believe. I sing to pretend that life is okay. I sing to dream. I Sing to clean. I sing to get paid. I sing to be rewarded. I sing when I’m washing dishes in the kitchen sink. I sing when I can’t get a pen and Pad to write. I sing when people cause me to see red. I sing when I’m happy. I sing when I’m sad. I sing when I’m up. I sing when I’m down. I sing with a smile. I sing with a frown. I sing at home. I sing at school. I sing at church. I sing in the pool. I sing in the bedroom. I sing in the kitchen. I sing in the den. I sing in the shower I sing to my niece. I sing to my nephew. I sing to my cousin. I sing when I can’t write. I sing in my mind when I don’t want to fight. I sing when there is Darkness. I even sing when there’s light. I sing when my nerves are just not right. I sing to keep myself from going insane and I sing when I am in serious pain. I sing to get the dead to come to life. I sing when I know God is making everything right. I sing loud. I sing Soft. I sing in the rain. I sing in the snow. I sing when I’m high. I sing when I’m low. I sing for Fortune. I sing for fame. I sing for myself. I sing in Jesus name. I sing poems. I sing stories. I sing for his Mercy. I sing for his glory. I sing while I’m being dragged in the mud. I sing every time I hear a
thud. I sing when I am in the contention. I sing when I’m in need of attention. I sing as if I’m stuck in the bubble. I sing my way out of all trouble. I sing when there is nothing else to do. I sing when I want something new. I sing to my mother. I sing to my father. I sing to my sister . I sing to my brother. I sing to my husband. I sing to my lover. I sing to them like there’s no other. I sing when I have no other choice to sit and stare and raise my voice to cherish and adore ,lifting like nothing before ,to stay on track ,and not look back ,to stay full of ambition ,and not blow up ,like a bomb boom, just to sing in the living room. I sing to please only myself not worried about anything else to make love to the song or the man of my dreams, because there is just no simple reason to why I sing. I don’t care if it’s not what you want to hear for this song is all about cheer. I am ready to unveil, for I will sing my song Like Hell, never ending fiery hot flames for I will sing until I burst every vein. I sing as if I’m stranded on an island, and I’m the last to survive !!!!!!!!!Voting is closed
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Your poem is so passionate and inspiring! Nature is a wonderful place to acquire peace and I am glad you have found a place to feel comfortable. I love that throughout your highs and lows, singing will keep you grounded. Great work!
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Thank you so much ma’am
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It sounds like the beach allows you to connect to your soul and catalyze your art/self-expression. Keep singing through life’s moments. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
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Thank you so much ma’am
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