Twenty-nine years of salt and spray,
A listing ship on a darkening deep.
Before the hull begins its sweep,
I’ll hold the gold of a brighter day.
There once was love, there once was us,
There once was joy in the rising sun.
Though the voyage is nearly done,
I find a peace I can truly trust.
The sea is rough, the path is wide,
Memories held by a worn out thread.
God’s hands still spread
Love and healing for the journey ahead.
We unfurl our lives as the timbers part,
Bound by shreds of mercy and thinning air.
I leave the slivers of grace right there-
A quiet anchor for this grateful heart.
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Poeticdiplo (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Today. 29 years ago I stood at a sacred altar and joined my life to another in marriage.
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This love poem has a most interesting rhyme scheme that seems to vary. It's complexity and unpredictability leaves it with an expectant quality. Nicely done
Thank you. The variation was my attempt at imitating life … varied, unpredictable.
You are most welcome. Well done
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