This is my second poetic threesome. 🙂
Written by Arthur Browne, Matticus, and Hastywords
The banners of sea-foam unfurled
wind howled like demons unleashed
the legions of waves were hurtled
with a fury that slowly increased
The black cliff stood with defiance
against the sea’s raging assault
like a rampart built by giants
a wall of the darkest basalt
A totem that reached to the sky
Steadfast, strong for all of time
No mere mortal could ever deny
The power each force could climb
The water gnawed and clawed,
Like a beast against its barred cage,
The frenzy lathered crush pawed,
In wars eternal struggle did wage.
Strong, resolute, the ageless wall,
Turned away the brutish force,
And refused to ever retreat or fall,
But time, as always, ran its course.
The sea striking without cease
Walls unmoving before its strike
Never failing, a never ending lease
A methodical wearing without spite
The waves’ relentless pounding
upon the cliff face, dark and looming
the din of battle so resounding
the surfs’ unceasing booming
This is the everlasting war
of wind and time and tide
the battle line a cliff-shrouded shore
that the sea must cast aside…
Only one eventuality will come to pass,
One truth, one fate, one final destiny,
And the defiant cliff shows its class,
Standing tall against greatest adversity.
But as time ticks its eternal time
The boulders become rocks then sand
The two elemental forces combine
No longer only ocean, no longer only land
HASTYWORDS 
Ohhh so raw. The words definitely pull you in, best threesome I’ve seen ahem read. 🙂
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A threesome where the tears before bedtime will be ones of joy. Great talent.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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I have no idea how the three of you collaborated. But the result is incredible.
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Really it’s the same as a duet…we all just take turns 🙂 Thank you Samara
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Now, is this about the struggle of cliff and sea or is this just a grand metaphor for the eternal struggle that two people go through in order to become one? /taps chin
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My partners may see it differently but when I wrote my parts I wrote it as two strong entities learning to become one.
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Reblogged this on Pouring My Art Out and commented:
Let’s play a game. Three people wrote this poem. Can you figure out which words are mine?
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So, so wonderful!! The three of you did become one!!
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Very tight. Nice work.
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That age old struggle between life and death. And an ending, of some sort, that only the one who is no more knows.
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Nobody is saying anything about this poem on my blog, dang it.
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Its because you reblogged. You normally need to post ot like its yours.
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My stupid computer is busted again. I cant do that on the Ipad. When I get it fixed I will do it right. That was a good poem.
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It was 🙂
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Yup
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But the ebb and flow of both land and sea, where intense rests those conversations, between both accretion and erosion, a slow instigation where values change, but worth remains the same; existence, if but a little different, even after a passing of storms. What though, ventures forth most intent on pushing back the bounds to both seas and oceans, a most spectacular of spectacles, nature’s self reclamation spilling forth from deep within a warmest of hearts, to emerge new possibilities and a balance we can hardly fathom at times in nature’s ever changing narratives.
As I read the first parts to the poem, I was thinking Cliff’s of Insanity 🙂
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A amazing threesome. A amazing poem.
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