Under the Waves
TFOTS Poetry Album
Intro
Yeah, so I didn`t win the poetry competition, but as promised here is my first ever poetry album from the work I submitted!! I hope you enjoy it. You may find that you have seen some of these poems before and you have! The competition did allow for previously published work. These poems took me about 2 months to craft and polish and peer review... since it's an annual competition no wonder I didn't win! If you would like information about the comp, copy the link below. You guys were massive support in this process so Thanks so much.
Cheers, all. Max~
https://erbacce-press.co.uk/
Index
1. The Sirens
2. The World - A Chemical Soup
3. Oceans Away
4. Choose your waves
5. Lonely Sonar
The Sirens
Weak week,
Studying streak,
A mind when it`s vulnerable,
Not nearly unique!
Watch it.
“Buddy, for my eyes are up here”
Seafoam, rises and falls - disappears,
Like snails in slippers with,
Slime to smear.
Headlights on high beam,
Like a fixated dear.
These luminous flowers,
In devious ways,
Captivate scents - wafting,
As the sirens engage...
On rocky shores, waves,
Should have followed the map.
Before sand, salt, and strange places.
Filled in the gaps.
Oh, lighthouse!
Rays that gleam,
Cast shadow on strong sails,
Give purpose when it seems.
Like the worlds a game.
A Monopoly for the many,
And my purpose – the same.
With a paycheck of pennies.
I play Uno.
On solo.
With friend zones,
And “No goes”.
Distracted,
As silent songs
And melodic melodies,
Reel me back in.
To the sirens of the sea.
The World – a Chemical Soup
Elastic, non-static.
Proportions, fantastic.
Shape, scale, and sizes,
Constant - dynamic.
Confusion with delusion.
Rewrite it – the movement,
Paper and pen.
Now that`s an improvement!
In the oceans alone.
Where the ripples, they grow,
And the tides give way,
I`m in fear of the waves…
And the endless days,
Of the endless hours,
In timeless minutes,
And frictionless seconds.
Just beckons, it calls,
To swim away from it all,
Seek sand and shelter.
Before Bombay doors fall.
And the world changes again,
From fluid to flux…
Like a chemical soup.
Oceans Away
Talking to me,
With a serious smile.
Tense posture and gesture,
You`ve talked for a while.
Financial report.
Papers to sort.
Emails on ‘’high importance”,
Not easy - I thought.
Now I`m trapped in a lighthouse,
3 poems away.
Encased by glass walls,
Over towering waves.
Disbelief,
So, I reach for the stairs,
Down two at a time,
Stone, darkness and bare.
A handle I seek,
Quivering hands that grip,
To enter. And to exit.
A wooden of door frame.
2 Poems away.
Fluid. I`m floating,
I`m sinking , that`s strange.
In water – I`m coping.
Sunlight, swim upwards,
Reach for the sky.
Breaching – I surface.
I`m nervous and realise.
I`m 1 poem away.
But out in the ocean.
Treading and dreading,
I`m lost and its hopeless.
My world shakes.
As the waters quake,
I Open my eyes,
Though I`m already awake…
“Are you even listening?”
Choose Your Waves
Options
Are concoctions
Of risk and reward.
Decisions
Are driven
By the pen of the sword.
And waves build,
Whilst my heart`s horde.
They crash – break violently.
So, I hid, and I stored.
The thoughts.
These teachings.
Altered a meaning
And twisted the truth.
Night of the long knives,
With a high road - a view.
For a lifeboat can only hold so many.
And Ticked boxes? – A few.
So maybe take firsthand advice.
Whilst its only true,
Moral compasses lead the way,
Religious or spiritual that’s what they say.
But fate, temptation, and influence state.
That for yourself.
You must choose,
Your own waves.
And whether you drown or swim.
Lonely Sonar
Bouncing echoes,
Reflecting stone.
Wash through rough waters,
Attracting - opposed.
Eyes.
Signals with no words.
Expression. State an opinion,
We must learn.
Press send.
Moisture,
The flowers bloom.
Little metallic men,
Are stare at you.
Because in the case of gemstones,
The heart shall lay
In taters, thread bear
All mangled and frayed.
Bouncing echoes,
Reflecting stone.
Laughingstock
In a crowd alone.
They say,
You can,
Pull the rope.
But can`t push it apart.
But I say
You have Orchards for eyes.
And a sponge…
For a heart.
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Comments
I am so proud of you for putting in the effort to write all of these. Truly inspirational considering how well put together they are. I love it!
Thanks, Mira!! I have dreams to publish a book when I`m a tad older and more established... Being at university doesn't really allow for a stable writing environment... and studying engineering of all things! Comments mean so much to me, so thank you so much for your kind words. They motivate me to write more often. Max~
Max, blimey you don't do things in halves do you, a real tour de force on offer it would make one helluva an album and more than simply a damned good poetic one at that.
And its good to read all so neatly presented and pick up on and reacquire each of your deft touch of thematic nuances.
Brilliant and pure through-out and a pleasure to reread but I have truth be told need to play catch up on the stand alone ones I originally missed.
Great to see Max and good luck and poetry kudos to you my friend.
And the Full Monty deserving and worthy honours respectfully bestowed.
Thank you so much Shaun for your kind and generous comment! Late reply Master?? More like just the reply Master!! XD. I thought it`d be cool to showcase some of my most enjoyed poetry in a collective place. Cosmos doesn't run their site the best, I`d love to have a similar set-up to what the artist has on Spotify... I`m rambling! What I wanted to say is cheers mate, really glad you liked this one! Reckon heaps of the poets are away at the moment, so a tad quiet on the Cosmos at the mo. Hope you are well my friend! Keep writing!! Max~
Max it's a pleasure mate and a great showcase you have offered and you never ramble my friend, maybe digress from time to time, BUT never ramble!!
And if some poets are on hols I can play catch up.
And it's about 1.00 A.M here in Cardiff and Mr Sandman calls me, but back tomorrow to pick up on your poems and other members too tomorrow my friend.
Hang in there and keep writing to your good self too!!
Nos da Max.
Ahh, thanks, Shaun!! You are so kind. I hope you catch the sandman!! I feel like it`d be a bit chilly that time of day over there. Peace and smiles to you my friend, always here for a chat! And again, thank you so much.
And a great picture also.
Why thank you~ Though not my art, I have had my eyes on it for something special for a while now~ Cheers Shaun
The sirens:
“Like the worlds a game.
A Monopoly for the many,
And my purpose – the same.
With a paycheck of pennies.”
I have actually thought this myself Max. What a fab write :)
The World - A Chemical Soup:
I just loved the structure here
In the oceans alone.
Where the ripples, they grow,
And the tides give way,
I`m in fear of the waves…
And the endless days,”
Your rhyming linked into the first line of that following stanza. Superbly done
And the content of that verse too! I think we can all relate to that sensation
Oceans Away:
Now this one I remember you posting and wanting ideas. I am so pleased to get to read the final product to this fab write. Wonderfully penned. You get a good sense of the overwhelming feeling as you seek to get to that final poem
Choose Your Waves:
Max what a write indeed. I am a firm believer on respecting each individuals beliefs and journey. Which I feel this picks up on beautifully.
“That for yourself.
You must choose,
Your own waves.”
So very true. It’s about being true to yourself. A great write
Lonely Sonar:
“They say,
You can,
Pull the rope.
But can`t push it apart.
But I say
You have Orchards for eyes.
And a sponge…
For a heart.”
Oh wow beautifully profound use of words here and a MARVEL to read. This is something I WISH I had come up with. You shine here Max wonderful imagery wow! Super impressed :)
In all my friend, the contest I feel really gave you that focus to indulge in those fine thoughts in your head. You might not of took the prize, but you won by crafting such a lovely collection of poetry, that we all get to indulge in. To see how well you shine on the written page is a real treat.
Well done my friend, you are making wonderful poetry
Your friend
Gwen :)
Wow, Gwen. What can I say, truly, some lovely and fantastic feedback on my work. Thank you so so much for your time and generosity to support me! Looking back on my poems like Stingrays and The Sirens, I can see I`m pushing a societal message... a train of thought. Of course, I agree with it! But maybe there's more to life than purpose, but also, who we share it with and what experiences we explore. I know that sounds cheesy for sure. Ahh yes! I love your comment on Chemical soup!! Its a favourite technique in poetry for me, and the biggest challenge! Sometimes, my thoughts are so separate and different that it's hard to find links to connect them. It's super enjoyable to write as a poet, but can be bloody difficult to prevent it from feeling forced. Does that make sense? Thank you for Oceans away, this one, if I ever pursue writing, will be the first I make into a short story. It was intricately difficult to form it into a poem!! Aye, hit the nail on the head with choosing your waves! Actually a derivation of another poem, semi-sympathetic... Fun writing that lacked a clear message, so I reworked most of it!....
XD, one of my favourite stanzas from my poetry, and I was so desperate to include it in the work I submitted. Shame the last poem seems a little broken up for me...
Thanks so much for your kind comments and for making notes and acknowledgements from all my work. As a poet and friend, you motivate me to continue my passion for writing. Peace and smiles Gwen! Your friend Max~
Hello Max. You are so deserving of all the feedback you get my good friend. You have worked so hard putting everything in you, into these poems. If you ever write a story or book I want to know :)
I enjoy your writing because you push your structure and wording all the time. This makes you so inspiring. I know you will one day go far with your gift of words and mindfulness. Your poems make the reader think. This is a sign of a great writer. So please
Keep writing ✍️
Your friend and fan
Gwen :)
XD thanks so much, Gwen! If I do ever write a book it`d be a hell of a long way off... Your words are so touching and motivating to me. I hope you are keeping well. Hope to catch up soon!! Your friend Max~
Hi, Max, a lot less melodramatic as my first ever lined: I sit all alone/on this cold stone/and weep (in Dutch the three last words rhyme - alone=alleen/stone =steen/weep=ween). You had it in you right from the start. Keep on running, mate 🏃
Thank you so much John! Though I must say, your spiritual writes are excellent and super well penned. All on a journey eh?
Yea, what's life it it ain't no journey? 🤣😇
Ahh! But a waste of time ;)
Hi, Max, as a fellow traveller, I must say that deep down after all the battles fought, lost and won, I fear I must disagree - to me the journey was well worth all the pain and hell - remember the old slave song: We shall overcome! Keep the faith and write your wyrd (Old English Viking word for fate)