3WW...crinkled demand navigate
my heart
navigates
its little row boat
through mountainous seas
storms and ocean liners
toppled by wake wash and foam
crinkled by demands and assaults
like a pleated fan
floating on the ocean
tied down
with rocks and rope
for some strange reason
it is still unsinkable
it will not die
Lovely poem, we all face that. Cheers.
ReplyDeleteSurprisingly beautiful use of the three words...
ReplyDeletethat it is unsinkable says much...
ReplyDeleteand a wicked cool header shot
yep..it's stronger than one would think...
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of my heart navigating its little row-boat!
ReplyDeletethis is lovely.
ReplyDeleteThe heart is stronger than we sometimes think.
ReplyDeleteHearts are pretty resilient. I loved the way you got the vagaries of the ocean to compare with the torments suffered by the heart!
ReplyDeleteI know little of poetry but I really enjoyed yours. Beautiful imagery
ReplyDeleteVisiting from 3 WW
". . .like a pleated fan / floating on the ocean" is very good. I don't know whether to be awed by the heart's resilience, or sad that it must endure so much. Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written. And I don't know if it was simply a happy coincidence or done on purpose, but I enjoy the fact that the poem is shaped as waves.
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