A Verbal Slap On The Wrist.

It was a wonderful morning, second day of autumn.
The golden sun strode playfully across the blue sky.
Not a cloud to be seen!
My little boat sailed slowly on 'The Sea of Life'.
Ripples gently kissed its sides as we passed by.
I was divinely happy. It felt so good to be alive!
Without intending to, I unknowingly upset you.
The sky darkened and thunder rumbled as lightening
streaked across the now dark gun-metal grey sky.
The golden sun disappeared.
My little boat was rocked from side to side by a gale force wind
on the turbulent waves.
A cloud burst, filling my little boat with water.
The wind tossed it ashore as though it was made of paper.
Nobody noticed I was crying,
they thought my tears was rain
which poured down my face
from the sudden change in the weather!

Reviews

[Soren]

A most wonderful metaphor using the day, weather, "sea of life" and boat to tell the all to human story of emotional upset. "Ripples gently kissed its sides as we passed by." a beautiful and peaceful line of a loving and sensual relationship. It was then that "Without intending to, I unknowingly upset you.
The sky darkened and thunder rumbled as lightening
streaked across the now dark gun-metal grey sky." Lines that succinctly tell the story. The next lines outline the aftermath of the storm and that no one even noticed the tears, thinking them water from the rain from the storm. An all too human story cast in nature's symbols. Lovely

[Marie]

Thank you so very much for reading and for your wonderful review, so inspiring and encouraging, dear Soren. Thank you for giving me both your precious time and energy. I am most grateful...

[Samuel Dickens]

Your words made me think of this old folk song that we sang in high school choir-
The water is wide, I can't cross o'er
And neither do I have wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row
My love and I
Whereas the song is all love and harmony, your poem presents real life discordance of the kind far too many of us experience. If only in our minds, let us sail on smooth seas, driven by calm winds. Once again, your words inspire.

[Marie]

Ah... "Carrick Fergus" and Irish song sung by many Irish singers, but my preferred version is by Jim McCann. Carrick Fergus is a small town in Antrim. Northern Ireland.
"I wish I was in Carrickfergus
Only for nights in Ballygrand
I would swim over the deepest ocean
The deepest ocean for my love to find
But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
Neither have I wings to fly
If I could find me a handsome boatsman
To ferry me over to my love and die
My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy times spent so long ago
My childhood friends and my own relations
Have all passed on now like melting snow
But I'll spend my days in endless roaming
Soft is the grass, my bed is free
Ah, to be back now in Carrickfergus
On that long road down to the sea
I'll spend my days in endless roaming
Soft is the grass, my bed is free
But I am sick now, and my days are numbered
Come all you young men and lay me down"
Amazed you learned this old song in school, Sam!
Thank you so very much for reading the poem and for your very kind and inspiring words, dear friend...

[Samuel Dickens]

Knowing you is making me smarter. Or more educated, at least. I had no idea where the song came from, only that it has stayed with me for many years. Peter, Paul, and Mary did a beautiful version, also. I shall look uo the original "Carrick Fergus".

[Marie]

I hope you will enjoy it, Sam. The Dubliners and The Clancy Brothers have nice versions also, but it is Jim McCann's version that I like most. I was in Carrick Fergus back in 1972 while on a visit to the North of Ireland. It was during 'The Troubles' and one couldn't take a step without having to avoid the English soldiers, but it is a very beautiful place and there's a lovely castle there too. Thank you, dear friend...