rescueA Poem by Emily B
Previous Version This is a previous version of rescue. 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 wind and the roiling 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. Shine the beacon bright and I’ll be along soon as I can. © 2010 Emily BFeatured Review
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Added on August 2, 2010Last Updated on August 8, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorEmily BRichmond, KYAboutto the Lost Boys I am no Wendy; but my voice brings you back to me. And you sit around my feet, anxious for a story or a kiss. Listening to my words spinning adventures, like so much g.. more..Writing
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