Mists of Melville

Adrift in a fog

far from shore/sure

Past memories

now vanishing and reappearing ghosts

breaking from the mist as slumbering spectral icebergs

dangerously submerged under a dark, cold sea

haunt me

like growlers, cast off a forgotten glacial dream

frozen echo's of past falling flakes and drops

driven by hidden collective currents

that would drown me in its black fathomless depths

silently they come

to wreck unwary ships

tearing their hull

hopelessly bilged

flooded

breaking their back

gutting their soul

only to melt again into the haze

They float adrift

unattached

over the obscure

womb of

watery depths

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This is like Moby Dick meets the Titanic...
There is such sadness with shipwrecks and the many lives lost...I can't stand Melville's writing, but this poem sends me down into the watery depths...I feel it...and when poetry does that to me...
it sails gloriously.
j.

[Soren]

Thank you so much Jacob you comments mean a great deal.

[emmajoygreen]

A wild, visual collection of fine lines, metaphors and perhaps, reality, I could try to analyse your emotions but perhaps now laid, it is best to accept the fears and doubts of your personal feelings and leave them as a remedy well explained.

'driven by hidden collective currents - that would drown me in its black fathomless depths' May not be your life but certainly fine poetry, Soren.

[Soren]

Thank you very much Emmajoy for the read and most kind words, they are deeply appreciated.

[emmajoygreen]

Your poetry deserves every review available.. mean that.

[Betty Hermelee]

This may be a metaphor for past memories; but the images tell me that there was an iceberg beneath the sea... which caused much destruction...and cannot be seen in the mist.... now only ghosts of what happened remain; very vivid images of a wild sea with much darkness, icy cold..."Frozen echoes of the past"..... well done Soren
Best, B

[Soren]

Thank you so much Betty for your review and most kind words they are appreciated.

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome Soren
Best, B

[willweb]

Wow, there is something old world feeling about this, I could hear Richard Burton reading this, his accent fits this piece perfectly as well as his overall demeanor. I can see a dark gray, overcast stormy sea with black objects bobbing in the surf. I can feel the icy wind against my skin and hear the echoes haunting in the darkness. Very cool Soren.

[Soren]

Thanks so much Will yes a bit old world and a bit Freud as well. I appreciate your comments so much friend.