Captain Torn Asunder

January 13, 2009
Captain Torn Asunder
An old man in the sea,
humming solemn prayers on his knees.
Women and children only, not me.

Bleed my dear bleed.
Bleed out of where coals scold shovels and you feed,
and sink your soul along with me.

Moan and shutter and split the water,
break a lone child from their mother.
And build shelter in the sea with me.

Gods hand extended in might,
and baptize this ship in infamy.
And let me be, let me be.

Let me watch the world tear in melancholy ,
and hear the whispers deep and holy.
Women and children only, not me.

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xXsmileXx This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 12, 2011 at 3:01 pm
you make writing seem effotrless with this poem, the way the words flow with grace and poise. and there is meaning in every line. i am truly amazed. i really loved it! jaw-dropping awesomeness.
Green_eyed_Irish said...
Feb. 4, 2009 at 4:12 am
Wow. This is such an amazing, deep, deep, poem. I loved it. <3
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