Rough Waters

Cast upon waters driven by storms,
Mounting tidal waves turned tsunami,
I am the remnants of a tortured vessel,
I am the splinters left behind.

Having survived the crashing, churning teeth,
Having clawed up from black depths,
Following tiny bubbles of life ascending,
Up, up, reaching and pulling, dragging remains to air.

I slept in the turbulent troughs,
Unmoving, unseeing, breathing only,
I thought there was nothing left,
But in the silence, I found these shards.

These are the shards left after deceit,
These are the pieces lies could not obliterate,
These few slivers survived betrayal,
These last fragments survived murderous attempts.

Now this carnage rides upon the disaster,
Though little of me remains, it is buoyant,
I surf the brilliant edge and look past the horizon,
Washed clean in the spray of spent calamity.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

The storm in this offering is obviously a symbolic one, evidently representing some traumatic event or events in the speaker's life. The language used makes it sound as though he/she came close to death and it was the result of the evil intent of others. The lines are pretty harrowing up until the final verse, where the speaker indicates the worst is over and better times are coming. I certainly hope so, and I also hope revenge is not a part of those times.

[humbleServant]

oh I really like this one a lot there is a cautious hopeful tone to it!! It's even better on a second read!!

[humbleServant]

I love this one! It shows me you indeed have not to fear, the poet soul is alive and kicking in you!!!and I am glad to see that it is so!!!