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Jenny Robison Poem
Looking aloft
Envisioned dream
Dawn at Sea
Tides crash abeam
Seas mystery
Attempts to bend
Ready bow
Sails to mend
Backstay about
Apparent wind
A close reach
Clew torn within
Navigated course
Needed cleat
No buoy insight
Captain feeling beat
One sits astern
Another alee
Corrupted chain plate
Desires to flee
Thoughts come about
Center of effort tried
Eye of the wind
Heel another tide
Weather the storm
Splice, I say
Tell-tales in line
Not falling off today
A painter, grommet
Ship shape, spreaders sway
Searching, missing hanks
Love of the seas headway
Staysail
Copyright © Jenny Robison | Year Posted 2006
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Jenny Robison Poem
A fury amidst the storm,
flowing as calmly as the sea
Fire raging through a forest,
blowing as wind caressing a tree
An ocean lying, hidden behind timorous eyes
One glance could flood Ones earth to the sky
Swaying on the threshold, demands to leave her shell
Abortive in want to the God's
Desires to absolve Ones Hell
Rapturous glance from a tenacious sea,
yet remaining secured by fire hoveringly it's land with trees
Ones tide rolls half fire, half sea
All that loved One before he, never had an element as strong as she
One will wake in Ones own time in dream
One lies drenched from Ones own sea
One lies in a moment, taken by the glance
One lies in memory of a gleam
Ones Season changes in a trance
Ones heart grew cold, deceiving the chance
One feared calm, once awakened by Hell
One crawled back into Ones hard shell
Adaptable souls may never die in change
One will fall never maiming a name
Eye of a storm pass often unforeseen
One saw it in the first glance of a gleam
One blew by it, knowing One would leave
Temptation took it's chance it seems
Wind blowing through a wave
Guided through a stormy sea
Forming two bodies into one
Smothering an old fire, lying within me
Behold warmth of a suns clarity next spring
Swimming until Ones illusions leave
One will never blaze by his glance, One no longer naive
Nothing is more powerful than God's of the sea, which is he
One knew to save One; One knew too leave
One carried fire within her, One his eyes could cleary see
One knows challenges to control, harness mysteries of the sea
for the sea is half me, Ones fire dispersed in a seas fantasy
Perhaps the sea One left behind lies buried; In Ones dreams
Copyright © Jenny Robison | Year Posted 2006
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