In life raft somewhere
That somewhere, I’m not sure
Unsure of my arrival and scared at my departure
There are dark shadows cruise past
The best I can do
Is splash at their wakes
They circle with a evil certainty
That I don’t know how to beat
Apart from the faith I had in the beginning
I have my guards and I set them as best I can
But they are only men, as kind
As kind in strength as weakness
Looking for a sign, desperately to my detriment
Left but to wonder and to chunder
For all that I am worth
Note- poetry inspired by Kon-Tiki, I knew it would make a good movie!
thanks for your notes poetic triplets–cats paws, white caps and wind combed meniscus. floating on the surface of all those tensions, intentions glimmering patois. before you learn to sail they say row a little boat (they meant with oars) but in their absence throw a sail to da wind. the shirt off ya back dees hands outstretched to im god work. it wont matter as long de wee boat float, dawood drift and the sea in ya stirs–not dead yet not sunken treasure. its a pleasure on the dinghy bed no need to row a boat just dreamin reverie. me cousin she levitates but wanted to play piano in her down time, sometimes we gettin em on galoshes as kids now its all wetsuits and dancin on liquid ice. tripped over the language and made a mock up of a cock up reference unfurled folded and tucked away in pandoras box davey jones locker miki doras shorts. who cares about gordon merchant and your latest purchase. can you hear the sound of the sea in the backgound or have ya lost ya way–least in the tiniest boat or a shipwreck you know your there wherever that tis here. sorry hoopeeing on da back of your post like dat some people are incorrigiasble and others can spell incorrigible without having to cut and paste paste paste paste until they have a thought
dont forget to dance you all
I thought it was quite a good poem, one of my betters anyway.
please know your poem inspired me! drew my attention to simondos post the picture and back to the sea–keep writing methinks its cool and does not matter what methinks but you thought 😉
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