Sidney Beck Poet Prose Poetry

Odyssey

ODYSSEY

Sometimes feel I’m in  a boat with a rudder and  engine,
But no home port or destination, always journeying,
Frequently plumbing to check depth under my keel,
Always keeping an eye on the weather for storms
Which might blow me  onto a new course without warning;
With occasional dockside pauses for refueling  or repairing
Because the decks are not as watertight as they once were
And the engine needs attention more often.
The boat is no beauty, but it’s stable and seaworthy  -
Probably good for another trip or three :
And it’s roomy enough for one extra passenger,
Always space inside for one more. . . . for you.

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Nancy Jones August 31, 2011 at 12:27 AM beware the nymphs, brave Ulysses! (real nice write, btw)

Poet Destroyer A August 21, 2011 at 10:19 PM very ~~wow~!~! Thank you for sharing your wonderful poem, have yourself a wonderful night,..Linda

Tony Lane August 21, 2011 at 7:54 AM Nice write. Thanks Tony

Nette Onclaud August 21, 2011 at 5:26 AM syd, the enjambment between stanzas is something i haven't seen very often before, and i don't want to second guess your motive for it ...but it works well in this piece for me and keeps the flow very smooth while allowing breaks to gather my thoughts...i love the silent aspect of this.. in my "disabled control" work, the man talks of his wife.. a difficult one for me to do... your piece is divine! :) huggs!