Fish BaitA Poem by Rebecca
Pray tell what you see across the planks balanced between the expanse – tell me what can you see across that vastly narrow space – do you see the beginning?
Can you hear a faint echo of sound bounding from ship to shore? Can I cliché myself with nautical metaphors? of journeys? oceans between and fish in the sea?
Can I classify you as one in a million? a ship sailing to the horizon but you’ve caught me under the tiller –
I’ve felt like a weight dragging you to a level playing field - all that pulling just left me dragging in debris. I’m scummed up and scrubbed out falling pieces from being torn and tumbled below the surface –
But my words fail me – instead waiting patiently, building strength to walk the plank jump off the end of the world no fish or fauna no you only the underside of living and what’s left of me. © 2008 Rebecca |
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Added on April 21, 2008 Last Updated on December 12, 2008 AuthorRebeccaLebanon, PAAboutThere's very little to tell about myself - primarily, poetry is what I write for myself though I do occassionally write rants (essays) and short stories. I have a great love of metaphors and layering.. more..Writing
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