A dark wind barrels
over the horizon.
It is getting late,
and I have set sail
on my devout ship,
the S.S. Sanity,
she thrashes and crumbles
within your words:
They have always been
the harshest of winds.
An earsplitting explosion
knocks me
clear off me feet.
The sinking feeling
begins to set in.
The blackening sky
becomes disregarded
for our memories.
This may be the last time
I am ever lost at sea.
Author notes
I used this picture (Wish_You_Were_Here_by_MrsCullen).. great prompt thanks!
fyi i didnt know if what was behind the girl was ocean or desert... but ocean inspired me so i used it
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Comments
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This is really well done. You develop the metaphor really well from beginning to end. 'on S.S. insanity', I love that!
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This is a very great write! I like your take on the prompt. Best wishes to you and thanks so much for sharing. Best wishes.
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That was really a clever write...
I enjoyed how you twisted the metaphor!
my favorite parts were:
The sinking feeling
begins to set in.
The blackened sky
becomes disregarded
for our memories.
This may be the last time
I am ever lost at sea.
well done poet!
ears/Seattle
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I didn't look a the photo, but I enjoyed the poem regardless. Great write.
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