Free Verse Poem by Ashley B
I'm a worn-out, stranded sailor at sea. Drifting endlessly, aching to find home The wind whispers in my ears to me to give up The waves tosses my boat, telling me to give up I cry out in fear begging the sea for mercy It replies with a thundering boom and a flash of light My boat begins to rock, frightened I clutch at my drenched map The seas torment my boat endlessly, shaking me off my feet Mist and spray begin to soak me through my bone The sea tosses and toys with me, to its delight I fetch for my compass, but I instead pull out a bottle of love I toss it away hurriedly as it serves no purpose to me on this treacherous sea But it begins to flutter around like a dazzling butterfly Her power shines like a lantern in the midst of darkness Like a shadow, she keeps me company She sings a sweet melody; driving fear away She sprinkles the night sky with stars to illuminate my path My soul feels calm when her energy is around She sends for huge whales who guide me through the angered sea She cloaks me in a warm coat shielding me from the rain She is made out of love from my dear family and friends I’m not afraid of the sea no more, but instead crying out in joy I can smell the salt and sand, and see a breathtaking sunset Land appears ahead, a paradise at last Love, she let me see the beauty of this misunderstood sea Its waves don’t crash, but instead, rock me to sleep Its rain doesn’t pierce but washes away my fear Its clouds don’t gloom, but shield me from the scorching sun This love became my glasses, letting me see in a new way This love became my compass, guiding me the right way
Ashley is an aspiring writer who enjoys crafting stories and poetry. She is an avid poet, and her work has been recognized through a first-place win in a poetry competition hosted by the American Painters and Peace Educators Association. Her goal is to not only continue creating and publishing her own work but also to inspire others.
1 thought on “A Bottle of Love at Sea”
lovin it ! Must re-read & in its entirety !
decided suddenly to save a morsel or two
& ensure I had some music standing by or ambience
knew I was ‘shortchanging the read.. & the poetry’
yet some of it was already resonant .. felt true
but recognized it was me – not the poet or poetry
What an excellent ‘find’ .. ! 🦎🏴☠️