anchor

deepest love 

plants the roots 

of forever 

and yet of late

I’ve been treading water 

in a storm 

far out to sea 

when the sun shines 

across our depths

we radiate 

every crevasse 

ocean deep 

and yet of late 

suffocation of our pain 

causes me to 

sink 

your smile allows me to 

resurface 

your embrace 

allows me 

to breathe

and yet of late 

I know this rooted anchor 

will be the winner or our final day

Reviews

[drew garner]

I have only been in love once and that was with my therapist, so I am not the best judge of this. Though I also believe this is as much about fellowship as it is anything, the reason I go to writing is simply to have reached the depths of another human being, I find as I am writing I am being swallowed by the waves. possibly sharing too much of myself while trying to tempt the empathy part of my brain to feel as intensely as you do. the language of this piece is overwhelming (in a good way) and I hope one day I can feel with the intensity you share. I hope To have friends and a life. sometimes poetry is the anchor, it saves lives and swallows them. thank you for sharing your art (a work of life that gives life) and I hope all is well with you and those you share your life with.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Another deep piece filled with a mix of grateful thanks and confusion and discontent in a flowing piece that is also filled with love and respect. I guess we all feel that the anchor is dragging, perhaps holding us in waters we no longer wish to remain in?

[wordman]

we are not meant to be alone,we need love,it makes us shine

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful use of words my friend.
"resurface
your embrace
allows me
to breathe"
I do like the above lines. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[ochechi]

Deepest love brings about greater light. Cool,keep it up

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow. love....that relationship that does have love at its roots, but the weeds of mistrust, anger, boredom, suffocation all help to destroy it in the end...the anchor that doesn't secure but is heavier than the boat and makes it sink.
such a thoughtful, compelling write.
j.

[KWP]

Cheers J - hope the evening is great X

[barleygirl]

The best thing about this poem is how you use the phrase: "and yet of late" . . . there's something kinda ominous & final about the way that sounds. I'm usually critical of repeated phrases, but this one is done with great intention that works well. I also love the way alternating verses seem to bob up & down in mood, so as to suggest the ocean bobbing contained in your message. This is one of the best ways that I've seen this done (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Wild Rose]

Your word overwhelmed me
Constant pain is a bind

You/we make the most of the 'sunshine' days
Yet in the knowledge it is only fleeting

We help as much as we can
and try to avoid the inevitable


Best wishes from us my dear friend

[Einstein Noodle]

so somber ...such finality in closing .. clear story telling ..i especially appreciate the human honesty mingled with the Divine (forever) .. the irony and sarcasm i see is crisp and clean ... the love that anchors us together now become what drags us down ... how can something so wondrous as love become something so destructive? :(((((((( healthy but to admit its over :(((((((((( but your closing also gives us a choices to make that will keep love alive ... really drawn into your poem my friend ... lots of good stuff in it says i!
E.