Washed Ashore

Was willing to settle
even before casting off

anchorless, with no compass
to guide me, no oar to steer

left fate to the currents
a vessel adrift, naïve

trusted those with power
to rescue me, unaware

of the target vulnerability
made of me, that sharks

like to circle wayward
boats, certain of a catch

no wonder, when finally
I came ashore, wrecked

I had lost faith in love,
turned hope to cynicism

had failed to register
the dangers of sailing,

into uncharted waters,
the necessity of navigational

resources, and a life jacket,
the knowledge to stay afloat

and safe, in a sea where
discernment saves hearts.

(Inspired by the image and Laura’s Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt: wrecked)

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16 comments

  1. Wow! I know these lines as if I’d writtem them myself….known the words too familiar. ..to close to home. Its like the lines of a song….read my letters….Read each one outloud.
    Powerful and striking. Beautiful!

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  2. Reblogged this on All The Shoes I Wear and commented:
    Anotber stunning entry in Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt!
    Whoa! Wow! I know these lines as if I’d writtem them myself….known the words too familiar. ..to close to home. Its like the lines of a song….”read my letters….Read each one outloud.”
    Powerful and striking. Beautiful!
    Enjoy V. J’S Entry but sail over and visit her blog. She does not disappoint! 2😊 And. While your at it, submit your entry to Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt!

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