Dark Poetry #1 |
My Ocean |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
MY OCEAN What good is a sober mind To an inebriated spirit. I've swam the dark so long I find That I no longer fear it. Oh, what could possibly save me From this drunkenness of soul - Where feelings seem to enslave me And only in pieces am I whole. Was I wrong to miss the voices That I hid from for so long. Where were your sweet rejoices When they hid from me their song. ‘Tis true, I find reception While the blackness guides my pen. By the shadows of exception, I won't forsake her call again. What once I thought to be a curse I take now as a blessing. The tortures that push me in verse Have never left me second guessing. That flurry of emotion Buried ‘neath this face of stone. Yes, Darkness is my ocean, And I swim her, alone. |
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Seaangel Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 167Auckland, New Zealand |
As for your last line, Micheal, don't we all? It's weird, I was thinking about this last night. My stepsister is really sick and my stepmother is worried that when she's gone my stepsister (who has downs syndrome) will be all alone. Of course I told her I would be there, but I can do nothing for my stepmother really to ease her worry because of course Nat will be alone eventually even if I visit her every week and call her every day. I hate to think of her living like that but what can I do? I am not going to be some high-flown executive who has the money to look after her; Nat will have to work and she'll want to move out of home and there, she's alone, whatever I do. I guess it's the same for everyone; there are these things that we can't help, and it's worse when it involves the ones we love. |
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moonmoon Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 277TX , USA |
Good job Michael...I especially liked the last stanza.. The tortures that push me in verse Have never left me second guessing... How very true, in most cases.. ------------------ "No one was ever ruined from without; The final ruin comes from within.".....Amelia E. Barr |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
I'm with Seaangel here....I loved the way you wrapped it up with the last 2 lines....I find these lines to be hauntingly beautiful....."Yes, Darkness is my ocean, and I swim her, alone." ....exquisite, as is all your work. ------------------ I beckon you to come...I lure you with my tongue... - poet FemmeFatale |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
This is lovely and unique. Beautifully rhymed, poignant and haunting. I can really relate to it. Thank you! ------------------ ...Living is ever like crossing rivers; finding a new life on each shore ... RJG |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Once again, Michael.... what can I tell you that I already have not? I love your verse... Wonderful rhythm and explicit imagery... Thank you for your talent! ------------------ ~onevoice~ "She looked at her life like lines, never-ending, constantly forming, reforming and bending." |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
So vivid and real. "Was I wrong to miss the voices?" I think not!! Jenny |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Well done, my friend. ------------------ Now and forever my heart hears ~one voice~. DreamEvil© |
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Dragoness Senior Member
since 1999-08-07
Posts 513 |
Nicely done...great reading here. ------------------ Set you heart free and your mind will follow. |
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Deep Blue Me Member
since 1999-11-04
Posts 396By a big lake |
Echoes Michael. Vivid, and beautifully portrayed. There must be a parallel universe because I was there with you. DB |
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