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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my dreams of late are nightmare scapes akin to Bosch or Bruegel the Elder...circustance dances macabre in dream shadows...water / mass mortality rates and disaster are never far from my memory of dreams...loved the symbols...the structure...the everything...

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Excellent portrayal of the turmoil within sunnybrook farms
unknown to many...
sometimes i think i thrive on the storm
excellent

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I really enjoyed this. I loved the second line. I like that you are telling the reader to have hope. Very nice!

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Second read, You must have revised this {between now and the first comments} because the flow seem really well paced, not only does it read beautiful but it reads right, I get your emotional timeline and what you're saying, its well timed. The truth and the will and the push forward inside of truth.

Beautiful x 2.

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beautiful.

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Ohh Emily how lovely this looks so..
i love dreamy works ..i always held on to anything
and kept hard to breathe and waited..could be any minute now
i know help is coming ..i know life is always so surprising
so keep your eyes open and heat fully beating even if it slowed,never give up
something will happen ,something surely to come..and soon..even if late..smile and dream
lovely write..

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Emily this is wonderful! You embrace the edge of life and recognize there is always more to learn!
The signal will come, all too soon, for most of us!
Peace
Greg

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All we need is something to set a course upon... that's all!
Beautiful writing here, and encouraging. Full speed ahead!

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It seems these feelings have been going around lately. Sometimes confusion comes when nothing apparent is the cause of it, but that doesn't change the fact that it's there. Nice piece.

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I would make a sandwich first....and maybe a short nap...I always feel better to help myself after a snack and some rest. This was wonderful and well put. It has a fuzzy resoluteness (a little oxymoron I know) that makes one want to sit and think about the current situation, no matter what it is. Nice work.

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