Lost Beneath The Shipwreck

Lost beneath the shipwreckDown at the bottom of the coveSuffering from the scurvyWith scant upon our old wood stoveNo fresh water nor ripe fruitAlone with only countless talesDoomed with no audience nor friendFate of those who chase the whale

Shipwrecked.

Shipwrecked.Isolated on foreign shores since thenSurrounded by predatorsJudgement & leers by creepy menCan only do her best to surviveKeeping quiet in their midstDon’t want to provoke the beastWon’t fade to obscurity she insistsIt’s complicated to remain equalThese days one must be agileShe keeps them at bay with a grinWhile remaining firm but not fragile

Riding Out These Rough Seas

  Riding out these rough seas Trying to shield our shipwrecked daughters Storms moving in on us rather quickly Feeling hell’s heat & it’s only getting hotter From port to port, not knowing where to go Living free & clear is the only way to live Every day out on this cleansing ocean I prayContinue reading “Riding Out These Rough Seas”