The way you structure your poems is fascinating, for sure: That, and the positioning of certain words that REALLY draw out a smooth, yet unexpected flow. One line that really caught me off-guard (pleasantly) was from your poem 'Incomplete'. It was the line after:
'Where the brine hits my face
and my hair whips away with the crashing', which, by itself flowed extraordinarily well with the imagery you presented: but the addition of:
'and calm of the waves' Well, that's when I see the contrast (artistic contrast, of course) between the waves. The crashing turns to calmness, which is a wonderful end to a stanza in my opinion. I see that this could be a perfect metaphor: a story within?
Regardless, Incomplete was my favorite. By the end of the poem, I was no longer thinking of the literal ocean, but catering to the implied inner meaning, and how each line can be taken for something else: No longer was the line
'So I stay by the Ocean Side' a literal line in the sand; rather, to me it became standing on the edge of love - with the aftermaths of the last 'wave' flowing around you. And of course, the departure and the negligence of joining the water with the use of a boat... Unless that was strictly metaphorical.
I'm not sure how you intended this poem to be interpreted, but I really, really enjoyed the possibility for metaphors within it. You're definitely, dare I say it, a better writer than me. And I'm foolishly stubborn about such things, but it's undeniable.
Thank you for the attention you gave my poem. It was getting lonely, and is quite grateful for hearing a kind word (or in this case, two!). Is there anything you'd like me to read, by chance?