upon your shores

I keep searching in your eyes alas it’s not you

a brief glimpse of surprise and that’s nothing new

well this armada must go on and out to sea we sail

these havens shall be invaded a victory speech I hail

falsify a document so watertight in stone

crumpled to a wretched husk a barren totem pole

watch me swim and dive and struggle to find air

one day we’ll note the date and time when we surfaced there

one day I’ll laugh and joke that parallel lives can meet

only when you rock the boat cause the waters to breach

only when you’ve bailed out just enough to float

the beach receives the jetsam and flotsam from a battered boat

and the thin man in rags picks the bones of the wreck

talking to himself and themselves

in a tongue only we understand and upon whose shores we would tread

he shakes his head and walks away

the seagulls cry mockingly over the moonlit bay

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14 responses to “upon your shores

  1. “… one day we’ll note the date and time when we surfaced there
    one day I’ll laugh and joke that parallel lives can meet
    only when you rock the boat cause the waters to breach
    only when you’ve bailed out just enough to float …”

    I know parallels are feasible, but I’ve yet to visit … with awareness, anyway!!
    Thank you for sharing, and for the visit. We have had a much easier summer than last … but it is still very very warm … at least we have air conditioning to spoil us!! 😀

    • as Jim wrote “when the summer’s gone, where will we be?” lives can be parallel until they meet.. only some do of course.. but I think there are many possibilities..

  2. Thank you for visiting Source for Inspiration. The is a poem to read more than one. Thanks for the chuckle and clever write. hugs, pat

  3. Wow–I love this one. It has so much depth captured in its adventurous lines. You had me hooked from the very first two lines. They struck a chord with me, as I’ve seen someone I loved dearly swallowed up in the clutches of Alzheimer’s. Still this could be about almost anything, but there is a comfort in the ambiguity; it is a warm blanket instead of a cold fog. 🙂

  4. Been a while since I have been here, and am charmed by this verse. Tongue in cheek and deeper yet, I feel I have to delve. There are layers to this one, and each brings a different wave of feeling 🙂

  5. perfect rhyming,

    love the sea imagery and vividness.

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