Adrift Poems - Poems about Adrift

ADRIFT AT SEA

ADRIFT AT SEA*
sea-worn bottle, 
bobs on a digital tide.
inside, not paper brittle with salt,
but luminous lines of light,
coded in metaphors and rhyme.

message tossed
into the sea.
unknown sender,
no harbor designated, no destination
on any map.

it drifts, a lonely vessel,
across oceans of indifference,
until…
a seacoast appears,
unsummoned, 
unexpected.

my eyes, the sand.
my mind, the beach.
I pick it up,
this delicate thing,
uncorking the silence.

The

Realizing life is short too late

aborted ambitions
time squandered
dreams abandoned
a life mismanaged

a ship with 
no one at the helm
subject to the currents
and the whim of winds

idle and adrift
we've run out of options
out of time and
out of excuses



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on June 2, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE T sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention

Adrift in Space

Fly with me to the nearest rainbow,
in your arms I'll place a star.
All I want is to be with you
wherever you are.

We can walk between the moonbeams
or simply glide along in space;
hand in hand, drifting aimlessly
never caring about the pace.

Time is what we'll share and
though we care about the time,
as long as we are together,
I

A Star adrift

A Star Adrift

In the quiet of a shadowed room,
A man sat still, wrapped in gloom.
His hands were clenched, his shoulders low,
A heart weighed down by life’s cruel blows.

Fear lived in him, a constant chain,
A phantom’s whisper, a steady pain.
He reached for hands, for aid, for light,
But found no rescue in the night.

“Why,” he asked, “do

Adrift

When all the interactions of the day left me exhausted, and lost,
When I would start to drift,
To let the currents of solitude swallow my little boat-
You would come for me, you would take the helm.
You would point me towards home again.
Now that you are gone, I stay adrift.
Unmoored, there is no darker sea than this.
No

Dreams Adrift on Silken Tides

Written: November 24, 2024 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
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In a calyx of ambivalent dreams,   
where shadows swirl as silken strands,   
I slip through the

Dreamers Adrift on Waft Canvas

Near ocean surf, buds bloom.
Duet-sashay in silky dress.
Side to side sway of locks.
Teeny feet in tall grass.

Brunette and strawberry blonde.
Pinwheel-limbs like pale ballerinas.
Midnight-bare without glass,
Fairy-soles in overgrown freesia.

Sisters in momentum of glee.
Brushed eyes, opened and closed.
Dreamers adrift on waft canvas.
Ebb-flow of pink stars, superimposed.

Dreams Adrift Ocean

I entered the world of sleep,
Where creations danced on waves.
Cliffs loomed vast and deep,
Their mystery stirred the brave.

The rhythmic ocean’s motion,
And the world’s life-laden view,
Revealed secrets of the ocean,
Surprisingly witnessed by few.

I watched a sailor take his ride,
Steering the boat with flair—then he fell.
Though currents surged with the spring tide,
I held tight to my precious

Adrift

Tiny and trembling,
the ant on its leaf-raft,
each ripples a new world....

The rush of the current,
and the stillness of the leaf,
are not the same...

The panic of separation,
and that haunting feeling,
of a colony left behind...

The vastness of the river,
and unknown horizons?
And home so distant now....

The quiver of antennae,
sensing unfamiliar scents,
carried on the breeze...

That fleeting security,
six legs gripping

On the shore of silence, my shadow drifts, a ship adrift

On the shore of silence, my shadow drifts, a ship adrift,
Waves in the night, stirring depths where silent songs break in contemplation,
I was just a step, a stray step, on the edge of the abyss to tumble,
One step and the soul would be enchanted by echo, in a whirl of extinguished stars.
I float among the

The Lady of the Lake

Like a bird with no nest in Spring, wandering from tree to tree  ~the young lady thought.
Like a sailboat with no sails,
adrift in the lonely ocean left to its fate  ~the young lady shivered.
Like a child without presents at Christmas, wondering if Santa Claus lost the address  ~the young lady was heartbroken.

She

Trance Adrift

The mute sense dazed by trance adrift elusive,
never wavers a moment to lacerate
the endangered dormant psyche unwary.
Contrived by passion dream of pale possession,
sapped by nascent sunrays curtain pores suck in.

Romance adrift

Girlfriend: so, where’s my birthday gift?
Boyfriend: look, there’s a car near lift,
Sure, you like that colour,
Wow, of course, smart feller, 
Here’s your lipstick, same shade—
Last words indeed he’d said,
For, ever since they went adrift.
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Limerick |04.08.2023| humour, birthday, boyfriend, girlfriend

Alone and Adrift

Lord, draw me closer
into the deep oceans of your heart
my soul is like a strand of seaweed
constantly alone and adrift
being tossed back and forth
in the currents of
hardships and despair
let my soul rest in the presence
of your comforting ocean waves
with the currents
of your tranquility
to regain the breath
of your saltwater air
that will never be washed away
from the

Fears Adrift

If one could just bottle fears

Set them adrift in the ocean

To float a million miles away

Soul freed in just one motion


If only it was that easy

To rid oneself of fears

To bottle and simply set sail 

Just like that…..disappeared!

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