Courage of a SailorA Poem by Niko
Out into the distance he stares,
stroking his goatee Words echoing in his head: "She's back home, waiting for me." Weeks and months spent, amidst the turbulent sea With one redeeming thought: "She's back home, waiting for me." The hard life of a sailor's written, not as a choice but a decree Only successfully fulfilled by: "She's back home, waiting for me." The sailor's nightmare comes, dark clouds he can clearly see Which he can only stand up and face, because: "She's back home, waiting for me." He heaves and he pulls, trapped at the ocean's mercy And amidst the pain and strain, he cries: "She's back home, waiting for me." The storm tears, and it rips, and his blood does stain the sea But what kills him most, below the ocean, is: "She's back home, waiting for me." © 2011 Niko |
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Added on May 4, 2011 Last Updated on May 4, 2011 AuthorNikoNJAboutHow's it going, everybody? I'm just the usual essay-hating, writing-abhorring teenager-turned writer by the magic of an amazing and influential English teacher. Other than that 8th grade class, ha.. more..Writing
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