Lin Lane Poet Rhyme

On the Verge of Sanity's Eclipse

Howling winds flung me into the sea
waves lashed kelp ropes around me
my belligerence grew when I was seized
anger brewed the tighter they squeezed

With fists raised and teeth clenched
I resisted the harder they wrenched
voice rang out in acrimonious scream 
my face contorted, wild eyes agleam
spittle dribbled from cracked lips
I neared the verge of sanity's eclipse

Man is but an elfin grain of sand
a mortal never has the upper hand
when wrangling with a sea of thunder
I was punished and plowed asunder
beneath coral reefs to ocean's floor
I cursed until I could no more

My swearing wails echoed my destiny
retched was my body from an angry sea 
briny foam spit me on the rocky shore
done with me like an oft beaten whore
My crime was that I'd chosen wrong
the one I loved became my swan song

Piercing needles of torrential rain
burning injections increased the pain
such bitter tea, the cruel sea can steep
I, a crumpet, tossed in restless sleep

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Maurice Yvonne May 4, 2017 at 9:38 AM Wow, I really love your writing style. What a great poem. A very enjoyable read as tense as the message was. A fav. Lots Of Love armand. Lin Lane May 4, 2017 at 11:40 AM Thanks for the visits today, Armand. They're appreciated.

Charlie Smith May 3, 2017 at 2:43 PM Wow! Tough, terrific write Ms. Lin... Lin Lane May 4, 2017 at 7:29 AM Thanks so much, Mr. Charlie.

Eye Truth-Teller May 3, 2017 at 2:21 PM most delightful poet Lin Lane May 4, 2017 at 7:29 AM Thank you, Eye.

Chris Green May 3, 2017 at 1:08 PM Sounds like an ole wicked sea to me, not one I'd be sailing on if I had me druthers matey. This was very dark and quite frightening Lin. But the cadence was like smooth waters ahead. Nicely done. Lin Lane May 4, 2017 at 7:29 AM In all of it restless beauty, it can indeed be wicked. Thank you for your kind comments, Chris.