An Oar

To direct thoughts as an oar guides a boat
Thoughts of good,not evil, rowing swiftly
Avoiding those whirlpools of tongue's cutthroat.
Trying always to row words that would lift.

Razor tongue get caught in the watefall.
Jumbled, twisted thoughts be steered to rough shoals
Trapped,hung on rocks to avoid a brawl.
Captain, turning my ship to you with soul.

Let the Pilot be life's guide everyday.
Swift may be the water, broken mine oar.
The Pilot will be mine help in all ways
Guiding safely through life to distant shore.

Mine flatboat, needing repair; broken oar
To Pilot give, now to you my soul soars.

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Anthony Nutter

February 2, 2012 at 6:25 AM

Loved the metaphors, could have used some guidance to help me avoid those rough shores.

Bl Devnath

February 1, 2012 at 9:13 AM

This is Soul touching where oar guides a boat, Pilot Soul guide life. Oh! wonderful poem, loved and enjoyed. Thanks, bl

M.I.A .

January 31, 2012 at 7:27 PM

very well-penned piece Sara. your last stanza was le coup d grace

Don Johnson

January 31, 2012 at 3:45 PM

interesting concept mate, love it ....Don

Joyce Johnson

January 31, 2012 at 3:39 PM

Lovely Sonnet Sarah. Hope you and yours are well. Love, joyce

Shirley Long

January 31, 2012 at 2:18 PM

Well-written poem. I enjoyed it.

Daver Austin

January 31, 2012 at 12:16 PM

"Up the crick without a paddle?" Not so our Sara. Enjoyed this one very much. Love, daver

John Rhinem

January 31, 2012 at 11:30 AM

Smile ˜ Wonderful poem in tones of profound & beautiful sincerity it does so seem, my dear beautiful Sara ˜ Makes myself consider the Captain of the ship asleep at the back of the tiny boat * Some times in life it seems unto ourselves this way yet, Smile, All is well ˜ As for chickens & snakes? Food is food & we must eat so, let the vipers have their meals ˜ Love always, John!:) *