Steel blue salt,
In the waters that doth not stale.
The greatest fear is to fail.
Salt blue steel.
 Soulful lessons with each tide.
Till I, shake the need for dying.
Til I, manifest, solid visions of my dreams.
Til the Urchins of the sea, find a home past the thieves.
 Caught between the thickets of its kind.
Reeled forward holding lines.
Hook in gills
Gills in hooks
  Reflections, of unsung stories
all that lies before me
 tis but, Pearls of Opportunities.

5 responses

  1. Ben Huberman Avatar

    What a great use of the layout to reflect the “maritime” theme of your poem. I really enjoyed reading this.

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    1. kneal1 Avatar

      wow thanks Ben Huberman ,thanks for Leading us into 10 days of Poetry I’ve learned a lot…

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    2. impostorpawn Avatar

      You took the words right out of my mouth.An alluring style of writing indeed it pulled my eyes till there was no more.

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  2. shunpwrites Avatar

    Are these goosebumps that I feel? Powerful, succinct… I love it!

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