“Adrift, Upon the Lee”
My soul’s adrift; her spirit lost to wind.
I’m tossed and vainly seek a safer lee.
I pull the anchor chain and with it send
my heart a-flutter, full-blown, out to sea.
My boat has ample weight yet she is trim.
She dreams of color and a high romance
with sun and wind and frothy water’s brim
across a deck that cherishes the dance.
But I am ghostly silent. Lethargy
and fear within my muggy heart resides.
No compass; no direction do I see.
My stern into a darker water glides.
Oh, save us from that whore; my soul set free,
or else this landlubber; this poet, bleed.
Nice work
Most of the poems I have read on WordPress usually dont rhyme I am so happy to read one which does
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