Paulette Calasibetta Poet Personification

Emotional Wreckage

I've been your bow and your stern,
Your sail and your deck

I've helmed our little boat over rough seas,
through storms on an uncharted course

I'm in need of repair, my sails are tattered,
My bow and my stern are weak, my deck splintered
and worn

I cannot go on, the sea has consumed me
and I am going down


December 28, 2016

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Robert James Liguori October 16, 2021 at 8:05 PM Empaths are very emotional!

Robert Lindley March 14, 2018 at 5:34 AM Hoist your tattered sails,head to that shore. See it... It is closer than you think. Your poem expresses emotional turmoil and that feeling of futility so well. A fav.... Paulette Calasibetta March 14, 2018 at 8:14 AM Hi Robert, Thank you....it’s good to know “Emotional Wreakage” has the impact I was going for. Again, Thanks!

Donna Roberts September 25, 2017 at 8:38 PM Be the answer to your SOS I hate to see you in distress Hope you are well Paulette Calasibetta September 27, 2017 at 6:04 PM Hi Donna, You are so sweet to express your concern.....Life has it's ups and downs, I merely was addressing one of those times one feels like they are drowning. But I am well and have moved on!