Time And Tide

I find my ship aground upon the flat

And those who live here are now making noise

As if a great distaste was being spat

To put it nicely by avoirdupois.

So thus I sit and see the tide has gone

Beyond the reach of my most meager sail

Which even in its youth I knew was wan

And being thus no one could here my hale.

Aboard this vessel I vow to remain

For I know the sea will again return

And carry me from what does now constrain

The movement toward that for which I yearn.

And when it does, strong will I go to sea

On deep'ning waters that will flow to me.

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Melissa Rives's picture

Time flows like the waters, sometimes moving swiftly, sometimes serenely. The thing is to stay afloat. This is beautiful poetry.