The Final Voyage

2nd poem in the album Plea from the Dark, written 5/5/14.

White clouds.

A cooling breeze.

Blue sky.

The calm sea.

 

Under promising skies I set sail

Across waters open and clear.

I did not consider if I would fail;

In my heart was no room for fear.

 

I sailed toward a bright beam of light

And my course was unhindered and true.

But mist came upon the waters that night

The skies, now black, yet once blue.

 

That fading light I still strove to see

But in my heart grew echoes of doubt.

Savage storms and waters raged upon me

The meaning of it I could not find out.

 

As the torrent ensued I began to realize

The light I once saw never was.

With each trial I feared I would capsize;

Night after night I searched for life’s cause.

 

In the end resistance proved futile;

Any hope I once had was now dead.

There was no use living in denial;

I was held down by a burden of lead.

 

The bow dipped beneath those cruel waters at last

As I embraced the ship’s impending wreck.

A lightning bolt struck down the splintering mast

And it came crashing upon my frail neck.

 

Dark skies.

Blue waters turned red.

Unrelenting storms.

The final voyage.

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[Glen Yumang Manese]

White clouds.
A cooling breeze.
Blue sky.
The calm sea.

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the beginning make the reader look up and feel a mood and look down at the water...sets us up...as you take us on a journey of no return...where there was light...has been consume by darkness --- and even in the tail end the wrath of nature secures that with the lightning bolt crashing down and ending his life...