Short Life Raft Poems

Arm
in arm-
clinging o
the life raft of
love....

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She lies in the water
Breaths in and gracefully floats
Implants are great

© 2000...

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  January, February
    hearts are chilled

  Rx recommended
    a healthy swill

  of Valentine's draught
    ~ love's life-raft...

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I'm done. Again.
But this time it's true,
release the life raft,
there's no hope of rescue.
Though I see the flares shot
to beckon me home,
nowt seems more becoming
than sailing alone....

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I'm done. Again.
But this time it's true,
release the life raft,
there's no hope of rescue.
Though I see the flares shot
to beckon me home,
nowt seems more becoming
than sailing alone....

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Whirl-pooling,
pullin me down,
tryin to swim,
only to drowned.
Tears into deep waters.
Pools of ink.
I need a life raft?
Pull me out?
I'm gonna sink.
Jumping off,
Diving in,
Wasn't ready for the deep end....

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When I tell her the bad news
her eyes are already
swimming away from the shark in my mouth.

Like when I told her that her father had died,
she just kept on swimming
trying to find a life-raft far from my words....

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She has weathered the slings and arrows of life;
         a life raft gliding atop a violent sea.
     A strong kite flying so high up in the sky...
                                       and can't be pulled down!


Date written and posted: 07/13/2018...

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We cling to rocks in the oceans
like ants aboard a rotting corpse;
feeding off a decaying heart;
oblivious to its demise.
Warring over choice carrion,
contriving bigger colonies
on the disintegrating flesh;
slowly consuming the life raft.
Soon, all that will remain is sea;
blue sphere in an ocean of stars....

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A bird with a shadow as big as a bus
Archaic the sailors that in him will trust
Always at sea coming in from the stern
Arrogant seafarers will need to learn
Ancient beliefs all have basis in fact
As may become clear when the odds are well stacked
Adrift on a life raft?.. He’s poultry… that’s that...

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A thing so paradoxical, sin
So all encompassing it’s grasp
A curse of eternal thirst
though we are drowning.
Our hands desperately scratching for a life raft
Secretly made of the same water we drown in,
Our hearts repulsed by the light
So we continue our daily floundering
Chasing a trail of crumbs we call “Hope”...

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It’s like I am in a life raft,
the lone survivor of a really bad sea poem.
“Ship ahoy,” exclaims a parrot in my head.
Reluctantly I start rowing toward a new salty tale.
What else can I do?
I’m out here surrounded by talking fish.
Perhaps one day
I will learn to translate a few bubbles,
make a few waves
before old Moby gets me....

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When I tell her bad news
she’s already swimming away
from the sharks in my mouth.
It’s not that she instinctively 
disapproves of sharks,
but she intuitively knows bad news
before it swims over the horizon.
Like when I told her that her father had died,
she just kept on swimming
away from my eyes
trying to find a life raft from my words....

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The years have passed
And my time wont last
The memories have amassed
Some were a blast
Others fragile as glass
At times I was abashed
Feeling like an outcast
But i will continue to steadfast
Through the dead hand of the past
While I engraft my spiritual life raft
Until my journey's end to God comes at long last

4/24/2017...

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i want a romance like one of a fairytale plot 
to feel like the catch though already caught 
i yearn for sweet nothings and surprise flowers 
& a love that stretches like an endless hour

i crave a desire more than skin deep- one that seeps into your bones   
i am a hopeless romantic in love with a cynic 
i am drowning while he hordes the life raft for him alone...

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A night poet discovers -
late arrivals,
words surfacing in the light of day.

Throw a grappling hook,
lower a life-raft
it will soon be too dark to see
to rescue
the drowning.

Words lay down their lives
enter another night
aboard ghost ship.

A nocturnal unrest
trawls for time tossed bodies,
attempts are made,
cold lips to warm

Upon the surf of another morn
a fully formed cadaver,
newly dressed
presents itself for further study....

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Drinking, looking for a life raft.
Juke box broken,
everyone here broken.
An ocean washed us up,
turbulent sea’s snatched us away.
Captain courage has abandoned ship,
he now sails icebergs
over sloshing margarita’s.
It’s a typical tropical hour here
where the shipwrecked gather.
We are a club, each of us
an island of splendid isolation.
Empty boats we are
drifting in and out of silence.
We leave only hollow footprints
on these windblown sands....

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