Ship in Bottle -- a Sunday Muse Write
Ship
Adrift in the seas of life
Bobbing where the current takes
Hoping it takes me to you
My rope's been cut loose
I'm no longer tied
Last night after it happened
Sad but happy I'd become
You can ask me why it was
My answer is, "I don't know"
My rope's been cut loose
I'm no longer tied
Bobbing along I've no note
Notes in their bottles are liked
Write their answers toss them back
Just me and my ship we float
My rope's been cut loose
I'm no longer tied
When and if seas become rough
Perhaps I'll land on your shore
If you find me pick me up
Ship bottle and me arrived
My rope's been cut loose
I'm no longer tied
And if I'm on another
Another shore where you aren't
It'll be where you can find
We will be together fine
My rope's been cut loose
I'm no longer tied
[Me at St. Johns Island --
turn your sound up]
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked Carrie at the Sunday Muse #210, at
where she showed four sea oriented pictures to help our inspiration. I think tha I used three, possibly the fourth.
.. - annel step on the Yaer Air band
posted by Jim @ 5/14/2022 01:47:00 PM
8 comments
8 Comments:
Freedom and searching cry out from your poem and the image Jim. Always glad to see you at the Muse my friend!
Interesting that we used a different photo but, we both wrote about being tied or no longer tied. A heart-touching write.
'adrift in the seas of life' - yet hopeful we will find what we are searching for.. I like where the image took you Jim.
To me, it give me the feeling of a floating bottle, moving on the waves, searching for connection...
Love the forlorn feeling of freedom and having been 'set lose.'
I like the refrain and the idea of being inside a scene of a bigger scene.
The repeating refrain works so well in this, Jim.
I love what you saw in this scene, Jim. Also, the refrain was perfect.
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