Your Poetry Dot Com

Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!

Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+

Custom Search


Welcome !	Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link	29-May 12:39:41 AEST

Menu

· Our eBay Store

· Error Submit

Poetry

· Submit Poetry

· Least Read Poems

· Members Listing

· Old Site Post 2001

· Old Site Pre 2001

· Poetry Archive

· Public Domain Poetry

Stories

· Stories (NEW ! )

· Submit Story

· Story Topics

· Stories Archive

· Story Search

Community

· Our Poetry Forums

· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

Site Help

· FAQ

· Feedback

Members Areas

· Your Account

· Members Journals

· Premium Sign-Up

Premium Section

· Special Section

· Premium Poems

· Premium Submit

· Premium Search

· Premium Archive

· Premium Topics

Fun & Games

· Jokes

· Bubble Puzzle

· Cross Word Easy

· Word Hunt

Reference

· Dictionary (Rhyming)

· Site Updates

· Special Content

Search

Top

Help This Site

· Donations

Others

· Moderators

Our Other Sites

· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

Social

Array ( [sid] => 87170 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Crossing the Sea to Swim [time] => 2005-03-11 10:41:25 [hometext] => Standing at the edge of a great sea, a man looks far out to the horizon. All is beautiful before him, yet his imagination fixes on a spot just beyond the point he can see. He exclaims to himself: Now, that would be a nice place to swim! [bodytext] => Our skins are more honest
in disseminating our uniqueness
than our brains may ever be:
our flesh, when lain exposed
and accountable,
which crawls and sweats,
makes us itch,
and betrays our inside-outness
through ignoble display
of the scars which mark us;
and so, I close my eyes inside my skin,
my welted flesh, my only home--
and with my arms outstretched,
(like Adam's) in effigy,
I am my own cross,
and I am the cross I bear
as I cross the sea to swim
in the intellect's dubious tide. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 539 [topic] => 62 [informant] => Sagacious [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )

Crossing the Sea to Swim

Contributed by Sagacious on Friday, 11th March 2005 @ 10:41:25 AM in AEST
Topic: spiritual

Our skins are more honest
in disseminating our uniqueness
than our brains may ever be:
our flesh, when lain exposed
and accountable,
which crawls and sweats,
makes us itch,
and betrays our inside-outness
through ignoble display
of the scars which mark us;
and so, I close my eyes inside my skin,
my welted flesh, my only home--
and with my arms outstretched,
(like Adam's) in effigy,
I am my own cross,
and I am the cross I bear
as I cross the sea to swim
in the intellect's dubious tide.

Copyright © Sagacious ... [ 2005-03-11 10:41:25]
(Date/Time posted on site)

Advertisments:

Previous Posted Poem | | Next Posted Poem

Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more

All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.

Re: Crossing the Sea to Swim (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Friday, 11th March 2005 @ 07:07:05 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

I like this. Excellent expression, and a thought-provoking subject. Methinks I shall read it again in future.

well done.

Andrew

Re: Crossing the Sea to Swim (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 12th March 2005 @ 11:10:06 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

brilliant write, a pleasure to read:) hugs n' love nessa

@->>->:-

Re: Crossing the Sea to Swim (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 14th March 2005 @ 07:36:32 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

I am my own cross,
and I am the cross I bear
as I cross the sea to swim
in the intellect's dubious tide.

How wonderfully said. I thought this whole piece expressed such truth, even in your teaser at the start. Thought provoking, and certainly one to savor.

Thanks for this -
mj

Re: Crossing the Sea to Swim (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 17th March 2005 @ 02:31:43 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

"my welted flesh, my only home--"

Indeed. Worth another read, for sure.
Thanks, Sagacious.

Re: Crossing the Sea to Swim (User Rating: 1 )
by FleurdeSang on Thursday, 17th March 2005 @ 03:20:15 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

My god, Kris... This is incredible!!! PERFECT!! Thought-provoking, enchanting, and vibrant in its colorful words!! LOVED THIS!! I'm glad to see you are still writing gorgeous poetry, mon ami!! Always a pleasure to read your work! Thank you so much for sharing this with us! All my love to you and the family! Forever,

Your dear fleur,

Stephy!

Re: Crossing the Sea to Swim (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Tuesday, 19th April 2005 @ 08:50:39 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Yep, works for me. The skin I'm in reflects my sins, my sacrifices and betrayals, but your's is a much more eloquent analysis of mind and body and its complex interface, the honesty of the physical and the masks of the mind.

Spike

While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com