This poem was inspired by this status writen by a friend on Facebook.
“in the inevitable waves of depression
floats a dying spirit
alone
lifeless
in a sea of sorrows” “Gary/Ghost Haven”
Drowned
As the good ship Hope launched
he was inspired by
the strength of the rampart’s casing
the men singing
the waves slapping
he knew he would soon be on his way
a new place to explore
a new love to encounter.
Dying embers quenched for good
now changed to bright new flames
in nightly dreams she visited
a fair and lifelike vision
yet, his transient optimism began to fade
without the substantive touch
from the one so eagerly craved.
While the song of his siren played
The sea began an unrelenting march
against the lumbered hull
without much warning
he lost hold
of his stated goal.
Came a night with no moon
when he could take no more,
over deck he sadly tipped
into a blacken sea of pity
where he lingered tempestivily
rising and falling into an undulating daze.
“in the inevitable waves of depression
that tossed him violently
floats his dying spirit
alone
lifeless
in a sea of sorrows”
born within his thoughts
wanting only to return
to the comfort of what was known.
© Susan Morgan Bosler - January 3, 2012
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Excellently penned Susan-
Hi Lucy, Thank you for your comment.
Susan
You capture the descent very well Susan.
What a wonderful word ‘tempestivily’ is!! May I pinch it?
David
Indeed you may, David. Thank you
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