rescue

I woke up drowning one day

too many anchors--

and not enough buoyance.

 

The skies seemed clear--

no clouds on the horizon.

 

The waves as still as I’d ever seen--

and still my little boat rocked.

 

Somewhere between the reticent wind

and the mocking waves,

is a lesson I still need to learn.

 

Hold the life rafts, please,

don't send out a signal yet.

 

Tend that spark in the lighthouse

and I’ll be along soon as I can.

Reviews

[SparrowPoet]

I love this. I know well the feeling of wanting to manage on your own, at whatever cost, no matter how uncertain you are about where you're at. The person in this poem seems very close to some revelation that's going to make life easier. Really good ending, too, last line is fantastic.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

This is spectacular. Some of your best words in my opinion. I especially liked ...

Tend that spark in the lighthouse
and I’ll be along
wet and tired and free.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

Hold the life rafts, please,

I still want to save myself.



Tend that spark in the lighthouse

and I’ll be along

wet and tired and free.
It is the will to live,go on..that takes us a long way.Much love and light your way.

[Robin]

sings those whose sea legs forgot the feel of terra firma ... or vice versa , the sea be fickle