Sailor's GraveA Poem by John B. BollingFortified memories in a brilliant enclave A field of roses surrounds a barren grave Romance whirlwind and full of promise Only to disappear in a solvent abyss A rectangle composed of oak and pine The path of least resistance is serpentine Avoid challenges and faulty assumptions Ignorance is the most blissful of functions Like being blindfolded with a gun in hand Pull the trigger at an observer’s command Individualism can only result in failure Leave the tumultuous ocean to the sailors Amidst the tempest all hands disengage In futility they sink beneath the waves
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Added on April 22, 2009 Last Updated on February 11, 2010 Tags: Contemplative, melancholy, thoughtful, sinking AuthorJohn B. BollingLong Island, NYAboutForever walking the fine line between self-preservation and self-destruction. more..Writing
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