Broken Sail

Damaged souls finding one another. Story of my life.

Tell me I'm too good

for your broken spirit.

Ask me if I care.

The late autumn wind urges me on.

It's song of unwinding telling me

I am close to being done.

I want to take it to the world,

to set out sails unfurled,

leave on the beach all that doesn't matter.

but you; my broken child of grace.

Beautiful, mind and soul

find the tears and mend them all.

while I sail through calm and storm

searching for someone whole and warm.

Reflections of connections

severed and given broken form.

Let the ocean heal those wounds

sail on and run through that storm.

I'll mend what is broken in me.

show me where it hurts in you.

Let me bandage what I can see,

and make us both sail true.

Reviews

[lee von cleef]

Heads above lust and desire. This poem takes where you are at your best and shares it with us,If you keep getting this good you may start to look gaunt from what you have given away.

[Mark]

Thank you lee, I think the more I give, the more I get back though :)

[Robbie~xoxo~]

To find a kindred spirit that you can connect with in such an endearing, protective way, is a beautiful thing. The sea has a magical power to bring calm within a storm.

"Beautiful, mind and soul

find the tears and mend them all.

while I sail through calm and storm

searching for someone whole and warm.




Reflections of connections

severed and given broken form.

Let the ocean heal those wounds

sail on and run through that storm."~ Such a Lovely write!

[Mark]

Thanks Robbie, the subject is a very dear friend of mine who I grew up with. She is what is called a co-dependent; she is attracted to addictive personalities. So, we have never been more than friends as much as I wanted more.

[Southern Cross]

I am thinking this is the one you have spoke of...Isn't it amazing how the sea can bring us to such similar thoughts yet so different in its approach? " Let the ocean heal those wounds
sail on and run through that storm." Old wive's tales use to say, "The salt from the ocean can heal all wounds" Perhaps there is much truth in that.

[Mark]

The ocean has always been a healing place for me. I was a fisherman for a couple summers while in college and the nets were always giving me small cuts in my fingers as I mended. Ocean water did make them heal faster. The ocean has always been a soothing place as well. My first week back to the mainland from fishing camp, it was always tough sleeping without the sound of the waves hitting the beach.

[Southern Cross]

When I hike and camp, I always try to find a spot near to the coming tide just to hear the waves lapping at my feet..The sound of the water and the gulls is the best cure for all that disturbs my peace.

[Mark]

It is! I can't look out over the water without feeling calmed and centered. :)

[Cerise]

Awww..marvellous...very sweet....specially the ending...nicely put toghthr...:)

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem of love and care. In a life. The people we loved and made strong again are the good memories of a life. I like the story and description in the poem. The ending lines were amazing. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hi Mark, A heartfelt and gentle piece full of love. We are all damaged I think theses days (especially us 'fragile' and emotional poet types!) so to find someone undamaged is rare and we should be prepared to heal one another.