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the Bottle
With sails set to the skies on winds, ever still and strange,
I look out to a horizon that never seems to change.
I’ve been searching forever on this invisible sea,
Not sure that I will ever know what reward waits for me.
Somewhere, off in the distance, I know answers must exist;
Driven on by persistence toward something I can’t resist.
The maps all torn and faded while no stars dare touch the sky,
I can’t help but feel jaded with no water to descry.
I’ve seen darkness, I’ve seen shadow, I’ve seen lights shining bright.
I’ve seen the eyes of men glow, then fade black, beyond all sight.
Yet never hear that stirring sound that calls a man by name,
But merely echoes that resound to a voyage of pain.
Grief merely decoration, it slowly strips you of soul;
While you learn anticipation is a curse you can’t console.
Helplessly waiting, bid Time pass, all thoughts turned in on self;
You sail forever in some glass bottle upon his shelf…
But never see on deck, proud through the occasional threat
Of storm out there vying for you, it hasn’t found you yet.
So ‘hail your tomorrows dry, yet somehow feeling damned—
Your ship of golden sorrows destined to never gain land.
Where the days linger, long and slow, and still you sail on.
Where vanity’s procured, although the will’s long since been drawn.
An eternity of nothing, all that’s left to turn eyes toward.
Well at least that’s saying something; I finally found my reward!
Michael Anderson
Published 26th Jun 2015
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26th Jun 2015 3:39pm
"The maps all torn and faded while no stars dare touch the sky"
~I luv* this line for the bold image u laid into
my head(big burst) of an shadow, still in echo.
*flick..
"Helplessly waiting, bid Time pass, all thoughts turned in on self;
You sail forever in some glass bottle upon his shelf…"
~gd heartbreaking thot, 'tis why I've always nuzzled ur poetry, babies. (mushy grins here)
..oh!- ..yes..was en-so-serious critique here..ha's & onward..
somber this, and huggs'n'luv on you.. *reward
can mean soo soo much more- here, lemme show you...(u must enter my brain, k?)
everloves darlin, glad to be readin all the stuffs I've missed in yrs..
~T
~I luv* this line for the bold image u laid into
my head(big burst) of an shadow, still in echo.
*flick..
"Helplessly waiting, bid Time pass, all thoughts turned in on self;
You sail forever in some glass bottle upon his shelf…"
~gd heartbreaking thot, 'tis why I've always nuzzled ur poetry, babies. (mushy grins here)
..oh!- ..yes..was en-so-serious critique here..ha's & onward..
somber this, and huggs'n'luv on you.. *reward
can mean soo soo much more- here, lemme show you...(u must enter my brain, k?)
everloves darlin, glad to be readin all the stuffs I've missed in yrs..
~T
1st Jul 2015 11:39pm
Thank you so much love, for your heartening words. Thinking mayhap someone pulled the cork on this bottle... looks like a good place to disembark, no?
Love ya, sweets
Michael
Love ya, sweets
Michael
