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Awaiting The Tide

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My ship has sailed through many seas

Here I rest, seemingly retired

From many scenes and ocean breezes

 

 

 

T'was long ago I was launched

I have weathered many storms

Thought my skeleton of a frame

Would be broken, now I'm worn.

 

 

 

A child of adventure I long to roam

Away, away from the shores of home!

Can I exist on foreign waves

Will my hull stay strong,

Shall I be brave?

 

 

 

Love has come and gone like a gale

Coming up on horizon,

All my body under pressure

Can I brace it,  and survive?

 

The young one within says

"Yes, I will!"

 

 

Proudly, my keel smoothly glides

Till  I find a haven at the other side

Of the stormy bay.

 

So many phases of life,

Through many years

Trials, adjustments,

Laughter, crying

And tears.

 

 

That's what makes me

Who I am

A boat in a fleet

Of many of God's women

Destined for my haven

One day to rest  on heaven's shore

I'll sail these waves no more

Resting on the glistening sand

Saying "Always my times

Were in Your hand!"

 

 

Author notes

A metaphor of the boat, and me...Weathering many storms, phases of life, challenges, changes, and even yet more challenges...Something within..the child, the woman...still sails on...till the sailing is over....Love and life with all it's joys and sorrows....There is always tomorrow, till all boats moor on the shores of eternity!

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  • chiefmac
    February 21

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    Lovely mepthor to welcome a soul that seeks to weave the sea of life sailed over in the boat of survival of the spirit. Love will ride the gale of hardship and pressure yet survive, bending as waves rise above what seems unsurmountable


  • condor gold member
    December 5, 2008

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    I thought the metaphor you used here was just excellent. This is one of those poems that can be read in two different ways and say two different things. Of course, your meaning was actually your own life and the trials you had to endure. The little boat being tossed upon the waters and not knowing where it was going to end its days moored. A very descriptive tale of your life, a very descriptive tale of the boats life. Just splendid and i shall book mark this because i think it is something that has much to say. Well done.


  • penman gold member
    December 5, 2008
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    Wonderful

    Very creative and so well done. Best of luck in the contest.


  • JinSays gold member
    December 5, 2008
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    Gorgeous.
    Thank you.
    Love,
    Jin

  • Liquid memories
    December 4, 2008
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    Awwwww, yes I can relate, for those feelings are similar. life is lived one day at a time, not yesterday or tomorrow,. Learning that lesson, makes it tolerable, peaceaful and endurable. All we have is this day, no more or less. The boat brought memeories when I was in the navy at 16, thinking a girl was in every port, but soon found that was not the case. lol. I still survived.


  • maktub
    December 4, 2008
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    Such depth, so moving...and true...
    Smile♫


  • adios muchachos gold member
    December 4, 2008

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    Hi Rose

    This is a very touching poem with a quiet pathos that floats it in and out until the end.
    Lovely work!

    John


  • Lady Michaella
    December 4, 2008

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    the use of metaphor is brilliant. my favourite line is this:
    'Love has come and gone like a gale'
    you really have written a beautiful poem of life and love, joys and sorrows.
    xxx


  • Rose Angel gold member
    December 3, 2008
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    Ah, my dear Cyn..Awed at your comment! With sighs, and sniffles at your inspiring kind words..I am stunned, humbled and honored..I cannot forget these words you have shared on my write and on myself..These words only encourage one to sail on...and aspire to those things that our Master intended us to do...Forever imprinted in my heart...your words...Thank you so much..Rosemary with and thanks!


  • Cynthia Gaines gold member
    December 3, 2008

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    Beautifully Inspiring...

    I really enjoyed reading your muse's creative poem. This is absolutely wonderful, and reminds me of a poem entitled "Columbus" by Joaquin Miller. It's a long poem, but very good. The stanza I love most is this:
    "Brave Admiral, say but one good word:
    What shall we do when hope is gone?”
    The words leapt like a leaping sword:
    “Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!”
    Rosemary, you have the strength of the hardiest, the soul of the softest, and the heart of the warmest - you shall long survive!! You have much goodness to share, in addition to your spunk, so thank you for sharing this masterpiece with all of us, you've written a winner!! Wishing you all the best of luck in this contest!! peace, love & hugs always, xx Cyn

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