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Be mindful whom you save
A drowning man is fished from the sea
a long way from any shore.
A dozen pairs of questioning eyes regard him.
His interstellar stare his only answer.
"A bloody lucky stiff" says one.
"There but for God's grace" chimes another.
His soul returns one shiver at a time,
placid eyes now warmed by pain.
His face fairly screams he is remembering,
as he casts his eyes on the inviting sea.
a long way from any shore.
A dozen pairs of questioning eyes regard him.
His interstellar stare his only answer.
"A bloody lucky stiff" says one.
"There but for God's grace" chimes another.
His soul returns one shiver at a time,
placid eyes now warmed by pain.
His face fairly screams he is remembering,
as he casts his eyes on the inviting sea.
Published 12th Feb 2013
| Edited 24th Feb 2020
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Anonymous
13th Feb 2013 8:28am
What a poem!
What a title!
What a line!
*His soul returns one shiver at a time
Man, are you a minimalist or what...!
With a few mere lines, you entrance the mind and place one in a setting so quickly.
Then again, my mind is willing to travel.... :-)
Keep up the swell penning, poet!
Cheers
Tidespotter
What a title!
What a line!
*His soul returns one shiver at a time
Man, are you a minimalist or what...!
With a few mere lines, you entrance the mind and place one in a setting so quickly.
Then again, my mind is willing to travel.... :-)
Keep up the swell penning, poet!
Cheers
Tidespotter
23rd Apr 2013 2:02pm
