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Castaway Love

Castaway love Slipped on the slope of mistaken disorder Whispered my love in the palm of her hand Watched as she waved from a ship near the border Standing alone in a cavern of sand Covered myself with a dune formed of sorrow Dropped every anchor I held in the past Counted the tides that would be my tomorrow Took one more breath soon to become my last Swam for a distance to uncharted places Treading the waters of deepest despair Wishing on stars sent to fill empty spaces Keeping it secret for fear I might share Drowning in seas of my heartbroken questions Gasping for air in the night sky above Searching for hope in amongst the suggestions Lost in the shadows of castaway love

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 3/28/2017 9:10:00 PM

The weaving of fantastic ink! Sad poem.

Chris Green
Date: 3/29/2017 8:34:00 AM

Thank you so much Kim.

John Hamilton

Date: 3/28/2017 5:21:00 PM

So sad but very well expressed, comes from a familiar but distance place inside I see, something we all unfortunately understand all too well. Great rhyming, great flow. a7 of course.

Chris Green
Date: 3/28/2017 5:45:00 PM

Thanks so much John. I am happy you enjoyed this sad seafaring poem. :)

Elizabeth Kinch

Date: 3/28/2017 1:30:00 PM

Oh Chris your words, so sorrowful. Such a sad write and yet I can't stop reading it. This has to go in my favourites. Sending hugs.

Chris Green
Date: 3/28/2017 1:38:00 PM

Thank you Elizabeth my sweet friend. Sometimes the ink just flows in a sad direction. I am thrilled you enjoyed this one so much. I appreciate you.

Erin A. Charles

Date: 3/28/2017 1:20:00 PM

WOW!! Chris.. This is so sad as Charmaine has said below.. I have also been there. But in my case my castaway love was to be the best thing that could have happened to me. Stay strong my new friend, as they say time is a true healer of all hurting wounds. Take care and wishing you the best.

Chris Green
Date: 3/28/2017 1:37:00 PM

Thanks so very much my friend. It is just a poem based on some past feelings that are always hard to leave in the past, especially when writing poetry. :) I appreciate the kindness you have shown me in your wonderful comment. Thank you again for stopping by to read.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 3/28/2017 12:33:00 PM

Heartwrenchingly sad...Everybody 's been there one time or another..'Lost in the shadows of castaway love'...We can be lost forever..anchored to our thoughts and yestsrdays..Or we can try to move on closer to the sun..It just takes a stronger love than the one one had...to make it possible..and time..Time is a healer.

Chris Green
Date: 3/28/2017 12:36:00 PM

Yep, you are right my sweet friend. I so look forward to your comments on my poetry as I know when I see your name a smile is not far behind. Thank you, thank you, thank you Charmaine. Your kindness and friendship I shall never cast away.

Lisa Ricci

Date: 3/28/2017 11:40:00 AM

Dear Poet Chris. Yes Poet Chris. I am serious about this. I consider myself to be a better reader than writer since I don't write traditional poetry. However I spot poetry miles away. And yes, this entry is poetry and poetry that I consider to have the total package. Theme words poeticness etc. Read back your words and you will see. It was an honor to turn to this entry. Have a wonderful afternoon and may no love be cast away. This was touching. Well done in its aligned execution.

Chris Green
Date: 3/28/2017 12:03:00 PM

Lisa, your comment humbles me. I just write what comes to me and hope that someone might enjoy it. I am more than thrilled you did and left such encouraging thoughts for me. I pretty much just consider myself a poetic hack but can't seem to hacking away. So once again, thank you for all of the kindness you show me.

Tim Smith

Date: 3/28/2017 11:37:00 AM

Don't give up there is always someone nearby with an outstretched arm.

Chris Green
Date: 3/28/2017 11:59:00 AM

Thanks so much Tim. Sometimes there is...