SHIP WRECKED
Taken from the anthology
‘Heartfelt Baring All’
It
has been so long for this ship to have wrecked itself
Along
the craggy rocks and shoreline
That
has been new and scary all of the time
Beaten,
battered forlorn bones shaken and bruised
Tattered,
ragged like the edge of a knife cutting through
The
shabby, messy and tatty exterior of the ship
Sails
shredded with nothing to sail against the winds, rain
And
torrents of waves
Left
dilapidated open to the currents, sinking, drifting swaying
Tossing
and turning with the tidal waves
Surrender
to the elements was the only way
Take
a course to the nearest shore, danger ahead there be
But
surely that is where I need to be?
I
would rather try to swim ashore than be swallowed alive
Gasping
for breath so near to death
This
time instead I find and recover this stealth
That
is so abhorrent, disgustingly clear but I must go on
Find
the strength the power to thrive, survive and strive
On
and on for the sake of how long!
Resuming
the good from the bad
That
had sent me to a near death
Sunken
pallor, sunken stinking ship
I
hold so dear so gently to steer
This
wayward course of life and limb
©
Teresa Joseph Franklin
16th
March 2013
All
Rights Reserved
The boat is too strong, it will not always obey the helm but as the steersman gently wakes from the overwhelming power of the storm so she takes control once more.
ReplyDeleteNo more drifting, no more driven about by winds of fate or failure but bravely turning the prow into the waves on the Sea of Troubles and riding proud the waves and laughing into the stormy wind-blown spume.
Yes the boat is very strong to weather the storms that are ahead Roger, but sometimes as you say the it will not obey the helm but beneath the storm the helmsman will steer the course always
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