The Man and the Dark WatersA Poem by Livana Lowell
I unlatched my boat from the docks, my home and looked upon the calm waves of the fraudulent sea. P.S. For my group, Survival of the Dark Waters...
Darkness crawled across the sky like a million spiders for the joy of the twilight evening to arrive. I unlatched my boat from the docks, my home and looked upon the calm waves of the fraudulent sea.
Through smell, the salt lay amongst my tongue and I stared back at the docks, my home of which I leave now to not return. Is it right to abandon such comfort for the fraudulent sea?
Alone upon this watery pathway, I mustn’t let thoughts overwhelm me. However, I can’t help, but wonder, will I fare upon the fraudulent sea?
Can I handle its moods, oh its ever-changing moods like seasons. Oh and the night itself will glare down on me, attempting to render me blind. Will I fare in such shadows of the fraudulent sea?
What of the mishaps, surely there must be days where the creatures will anger of my journey, my very existence -oh such enemies I would hate to have upon the fraudulent sea.
Will I hunger? I only have so many foods, my fishing pole, and enough money for the month. What if I should lose all- oh such a horrible tragedy upon the fraudulent sea.
The seagulls awakened me from my trance. I stepped onto my boat and trembled as it shook. For days yet to come, I long to endure and thrive, I will survive the dark waters of the fraudulent sea.
© 2010 Livana Lowell
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