A Slave Of The Ocean

28/1/13 Time is deceiving, gone before you know it

The tide swings high,
An acrobat without implication,
It holds no remorse for air it defies
As the clock does for me
With it's clutching hands that permit my pathetic plunder
Under scarlet waves.

I surrender,
I sink but still float with no remote wave
To grant me salvation.

Kind winds offer ripples
But still I'm a slave of the ocean,
Paralytic by kelp arms that tie mine down
With a satirical smile,
Immortally swinging around me.

Time is tender
And with it we render the writings on our final bed

Reviews

[MandaBear]

Very cool. I like how you used the ocean. great write. 100%

[Ohhhwillow]

Thank you Amanda for reviewing! :)

[junaid altaf]

ocean.....a good concept chosen...........

[Ohhhwillow]

Thanks Junaid

[junaid altaf]

ur welcome

[Horizon K.]

Time for us never ceases, but the contrast with the ocean waves was very thoughtful, the oceans clock is the passing moon and the earth does change, only so much slower then we do... Melancholy & thought provoking Willow, very nice.

[Ohhhwillow]

I'm glad you enjoyed this, thank you again for reviewing!

[Baby Ricochet]

Great Job

[Ohhhwillow]

Thank you