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POEM STARTER
by Geo Days @Unsplash
Write a poem that uses a boat as a metaphor throughout.
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I hear nothing besides the creak of wood
And the settling of the water.
A ripple gently rocks my life
As angry storm clouds start to roll in.
I prepare the best I can.
Securing the ropes, and loose supplies to the deck.
The rain starts to pound the boat
making the deck slippery
I try to keep my balance as heavy waves splash the sides,
Threatening to send me overboard.
I hold tight to the mast a...
Kill the motor and hoist the sail
No need to burn gas while the winds prevail
They will take you out to sea
Traveling as quiet and gentle as can be
Meanwhile engines pur
Other boats seam to fly past in a blur
But the ocean is vast
And speed doesn’t always last
Long after the roars cease
You can continue to explore about in peace
Until you arrive
To a place where you can thrive
Why rush if life ...
When you’re born
You start a journey
You sit on your boat
And sail.
You get guidance with how to catch wind
How to find north
How to fend for yourself among violent waves
And how to manage the boat.
Now you sail alone
Sitting on a boat
No wind to catch and no stars to track
And it feels as though the ocean froze
You pass others ships who travel differently
In different boats
On different journ...
Some days my body tells me
I am in a boat on the sea
Sometimes the current is gentle
Lulling, the smooth sway of a baby
In it’s mothers arms
Sometimes the ocean is angry
A raging current that
Pulls me until I can’t tell
Where the horizon is
And my hands clutch the rails
Seeking steady footing.
And on days where the sea
Is a mass of jumping crashing waves
Of anger and fear
My body tells me I am the...
We all need stars to guide our way
Across the sea of life,
To lead us to that sheltered bay
Away from hate and strife.
When we first start out in our boat
We leave the stars behind.
From where we sit they seem remote -
Not what we seek to find.
We need to chart our unique course
And do the things we want,
We never get to feel remorse,
So focused on the jaunt.
But over time we get the sense
Ther...
Forgotten.
Damaged.
Wrecked.
Broken.
Alone.
I’m a boat, floating endlessly at sea.
The ocean water is my tears.
What lurks below, my demons.
The wind blows a sorrowful song.
Rocking me like a crying baby.
I sit alone, no longer cheery.
I sit alone, no longer energetic.
I’m by myself in an empty war.
Facing demons far too strong.
I’m lost amongst the tears.
The tears I’ve shed.
I’ve been forgot...
This boat
Keeps me afloat
While I’m drowning
In treacherous waters.
While some may call it
Motion sickness
I call it a dance;
The sway of comfort.
A flow I cannot control-
A ride that has no end;
This boat takes me where
My issues may mend.
Life keeps moving
And I in this boat
There’s no turning back
When the sails are broke....
I am on the boat of the bottle
I can feel the waves
Side to side up and down
My stomach turns
I am happy I feel good
A massage to my brain
Violent and swift
The tears come to spill
Like the waves crashing to the bow
I close my eyes breathe deep
Hope I can survive
Until I’m deep in my slumber
The morning takes no haste
As the light pierce my eyes like a laser beam
A hammer in my skull and a pick t...
We christened her “Wedded Bliss”
And ensured her sea worthiness
Years before our maiden voyage
We were blessed to have circumnavigated
So much of the globe before I beached her
On my rocky truth
She ferried our greatest import
Some sixteen years hence
It was devistating when our Bliss ran aground
But she brought us so far
And so much joy
My co-captain remains ashore with our treasure
And I visit o...
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