Back from the Dease and the glorious morning sunrises, sunsets, and the beautiful gift of that Full Moon. Big WOW. I was lazy, ate too much really good food that we made, special brownies, a little sippy of the vino. RELAXED. Took a hike in the ConAir trails, did some ‘junkin’. lazed and geezed some more. Ate. yep… Thanks Bridget n’ Alan for BFship. I’ll be on your ship forever heading to where ever.
MAKING IT WORK…
Relation-ship
On board the ship of relation
The water can be fine then it isn’t
The sea of life goes from slick glass
to tsunami with little overt warning
There were signs bobbing around on
the surface. It was the going deeper
that scared you or maybe the surface
safety keep you thinking that treading
water was how it was suppose to be
One day exhaustion settles into you
And you pray for a tidal to pick you up
And take you anywhere but where you are.
Cause that circle of safety isn’t keeping you dry.
Maybe you see a ship that looks better than
The one you’re riding on and you swim for it.
The Sun’s shining and it’s a new day. You’ve been
treading just over board hoping for a circle or a raft
or better yet a ladder to climb back on board with.
Swim baby swim. Relation-ship is the boat we all float on
The sea is fickle and you can either storm with the weather
or seek out the calm harbor, moor the ship and swim
together to the shore for a steady walk on the beach
The further out you go the more likely the ocean
will wave you around this way and that for fun.
You decide on how much fun or strife you want
It’s your damn ship after all and ya’ll choose
The kind fluidity you desire.
Go deep or stay surface. I say, “Do both”.
What a beauty of a poem! The imagery is wonderful, and sustained with such humor and care. Love it.
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