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Oceans
Oceans internally collide
As storms throw froth
Spray roars with rage
The waves crash into you
Then run away from you
Constant tidal movement
Led in part by the moon
This is how I experience you
I try to love you
Through your chaos
Through your typhoons
Of manic moods and mania
I want to love you
Like my fathers instructions
But your undertow
Is dragging me under
A passive aggressive
Drowning
I welcome your melancholia
The calm before your storms
Your calm sees
Your millpond glass
I happily skate
On your surface
If my love is to last
Become the millpond
And I will be your frog
#RupiKaur
*Poem "To fathers with daughters" by Rupi Kaur
* And a quote - "Women like you drowns oceans" Rupi Kaur
Published 12th Sep 2019
| Edited 15th Sep 2019
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Anonymous
12th Sep 2019 11:36am
Thank you for your participation in the comp, Imogeequeen. An interesting contrast of oceanic turmoil and complacent pond.
15th Sep 2019 6:07am
12th Sep 2019 12:09pm
Thank you, Imogee! Great to see your entry! I agree with Johnny regarding the contrast of turmoil and complacency. Please make sure you list the source poem for your inspiration per comp guidelines! Best of luck in the comp!
15th Sep 2019 6:08am
12th Sep 2019 10:25pm
Brava, Imogeequeen! This passage is a compelling, poignant metaphor for codependency,
"But your undertow
Is dragging me under
A passive aggressive
Drowning"
Touching spill!
"But your undertow
Is dragging me under
A passive aggressive
Drowning"
Touching spill!
15th Sep 2019 6:10am
Anonymous
- Edited 21st Oct 2019 5:45am
14th Sep 2019 4:45pm
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15th Sep 2019 6:12am
15th Sep 2019 3:37am
Sounds like there's a way to sail on this ocean before you finally reach your ideal destination.
Who knows though, in time...
Who knows though, in time...
15th Sep 2019 6:13am
29th Sep 2019 7:34am
Like the contrast too.
Felt like making of four line poem of the last two lines (highly romantic appeal);
Become the millpond
and I will be your frog
resting on you
as on floating log.
Felt like making of four line poem of the last two lines (highly romantic appeal);
Become the millpond
and I will be your frog
resting on you
as on floating log.
29th Sep 2019 7:37am
