rescue

rescue

A Poem by Emily B

I woke up drowning one day

too many anchors--

and not enough buoyance.

 

The skies seemed clear--

no clouds on the horizon.

 

The waves as still as I’d ever seen--

and still my little boat rocked.

 

Somewhere between the reticent wind

and the mocking waves,

is a lesson I still need to learn.

 

Hold the life rafts, please,

don't send out a signal yet.

 

Tend that spark in the lighthouse

and I’ll be along soon as I can.


© 2011 Emily B



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I love this. I know well the feeling of wanting to manage on your own, at whatever cost, no matter how uncertain you are about where you're at. The person in this poem seems very close to some revelation that's going to make life easier. Really good ending, too, last line is fantastic.

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LJW
Concise writing here, my friend.

Oh that little boat. If it doesn't sink or drift....could it be that that light alone is enough to guide us to safety?

I loved this. A fine piece of contemporary writing.








Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm jumping in and swimming out to get you, hang on. And I don't care if someone told the sharks I taste like chicken! (laughing) I love this. And I love my friend Emily. Bless.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

4 Years Ago

I love you, too, Fabian!
Aim for the light and you will reach it no matter how much your boat rocks. This is a real Emily message.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Emily B

4 Years Ago

went to bed singing that little song from my childhood, "this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it.. read more
I love the positivity of this piece, Emily. The need to hold on to "that spark in the lighthouse" keeps us going. I like the spare, conversational style which tends to sharpen the message. Well done. P.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mocking waves is perfect for this. Your boat is similar to mine.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That is a completely kickass opening line, Emily! And the entire poem is perfect - not a beat missed or word that hasn't been chosen with care.
Exceptional work, Poet.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely...a cry for independence...

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this. I know well the feeling of wanting to manage on your own, at whatever cost, no matter how uncertain you are about where you're at. The person in this poem seems very close to some revelation that's going to make life easier. Really good ending, too, last line is fantastic.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

economy of words expressing a depth of thoughts..smoothly worded and flows over the tongue as silken cream...thought evoking ..I like this form and simplicity ...Sunshine...

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Posted 7 Years Ago



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