Salt (A Poem)
posted September 13, 2006 - 10:21amHi everyone, I found this poem that I drafted many months ago. I am looking for some open honest feedback on it, please feel free to comment.
Waves of unconscious,
A boat without oars,
The salt burns my eyes,
And stings in my sores,
The
wind carries me,
Without choice or direction
The sun unforgiving
No wind to blow a mast,
No food in my belly,
On the ocean I was cast,
Searching for a ship
As I drift consciously,
Soon an island ends my trip
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Antonia Dwells
I laughered.
Antonia Dwells
I never thought of using those stars
E
I know, I'm bad for that
E
"Salt" rhymes with...
Antonia Dwells
Well, if the ocean is the
Cecilia
how do the words not fit the idea
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It's like you have the right
Cecilia
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