My Steady Friend

My Steady Friend

A Poem by NFA

I loathe your rancid voice

You puke a putrid noise

Out on the jetty’s end

You stand confused, my steady friend; 

You who's quite provincial,

A rather simple individual

What a shame you force your barf

With potential it drowns at sea

Spitting bile as seagulls glide

On gusts above towards paradise

It’s time to wash your mouth

Don’t pout that salty brine

Responsibility stings

Yet you blame a faceless shadow

Oh, how shallow!

Much unlike the sea

It's gales do wail

Its song though sails

O'er the deep dark blue, calling you,

Offering possibility

© 2022 NFA


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"It's time to wash your mouth
Don't pout that salty brine"

This poem made me think of inner resilience, something my mum and dad's generation had in bucket loads as they lived through the war years.

What happened to inner resilience? Seems it is in short supply these days. These days too many think the state is there to solve their problems. Everyone is to blame except themselves.

Strong metaphor in your lines Victor.

Chris




Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

NFA

2 Years Ago

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Wow, there is a few metaphors in this write, i enjoyed reading this.

Posted 2 Years Ago


"It's time to wash your mouth
Don't pout that salty brine"

This poem made me think of inner resilience, something my mum and dad's generation had in bucket loads as they lived through the war years.

What happened to inner resilience? Seems it is in short supply these days. These days too many think the state is there to solve their problems. Everyone is to blame except themselves.

Strong metaphor in your lines Victor.

Chris




Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

NFA

2 Years Ago

Unfortunately, my generation is built on the idea that everything must be handed to them. When they .. read more
love the metaphorical nature of comparing the individual to a salty sea that only conjures up sea sickness not respect.
Third line of last stanza I read as "Its gales"
Shallow people could learn, and find themselves with much more depth...
Taking responsibility can cause some to fall overboard.
j.

Posted 2 Years Ago


NFA

2 Years Ago

People have quite a talent for letting themselves lose their inner strength in the world nowadays. T.. read more

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Added on December 30, 2021
Last Updated on January 20, 2022
Tags: Ocean, Sea, Potential, Responsibility, Sailor, Sails, Possibility

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