"I need a boat to sail the sea" "Where across the sea do you need to be" "Don't ask so much, that's for me to know" "But without my boat, you'll never go" I thought for a moment, what harm could come so I showed him on a map, I pointed with my thumb. Just a tiny little dot, a speck of land. A place so small it's covered by my hand. "But what could be there that you need so bad" "Something that I lost, but never had." So I told him a tale of a girl that I knew, a girl so beautiful she couldn't be true. "My friend, you sound like a lovesick fool." "Yes, I know, but what can I do?" "Come back tomorrow and we'll see what can be done" So I left and came back before the rising of the sun. But my friend was gone and so was his boat, the only sign that was left was this hand-scribbled note, My friend, I am sorry, but I left at night it was your tale that sent my heart to flight. So I'm off to see your spot of land and find this girl and take her hand. I waited to hear for nearly year But no word came, they're lost I fear. Now every day I walk down to the shore hoping to see a sail, or hear the splash of an oar.
Oh yeah, haven't we all been there a time or two? I'll never forget getting this old boyfriend a job where I worked & then he knocked up another girl there . . . made my job a place of humiliation, so I eventually quit rather than seeing these two together every day. I like the way your poem makes this into a dreamy sort of scenario, with a "sailing away" motif, which makes such a painful situation seem a little more poetic than it really is *smile* Good use of imagination to add grace to an otherwise ugly mess.
Posted 8 Years Ago
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8 Years Ago
"Knocked up" another girl...wow, what a piece of work. Thanks, i was trying to write a happy story.. read more"Knocked up" another girl...wow, what a piece of work. Thanks, i was trying to write a happy story about a boy who sailed across the world and found her, but it just wouldn't come out. Besides, i thionk this was a lot more realistic.
Oh yeah, haven't we all been there a time or two? I'll never forget getting this old boyfriend a job where I worked & then he knocked up another girl there . . . made my job a place of humiliation, so I eventually quit rather than seeing these two together every day. I like the way your poem makes this into a dreamy sort of scenario, with a "sailing away" motif, which makes such a painful situation seem a little more poetic than it really is *smile* Good use of imagination to add grace to an otherwise ugly mess.
Posted 8 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
8 Years Ago
"Knocked up" another girl...wow, what a piece of work. Thanks, i was trying to write a happy story.. read more"Knocked up" another girl...wow, what a piece of work. Thanks, i was trying to write a happy story about a boy who sailed across the world and found her, but it just wouldn't come out. Besides, i thionk this was a lot more realistic.