It Was Called Motivation

January 5, 2010
By EleanorRigby PLATINUM, New York City, New York
EleanorRigby PLATINUM, New York City, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"The optomist proclaims we live in the best of worlds, and the pessimist fears this is true." - James Branch Cabell


Yesterday, I watched as a sailboat glided

Ripped
Through my saltwater ocean.
I gathered my breath, and blew, a gentle breeze

Storm
To fill its sails with heavy air.
I urged its masts to whip, its wheels to turn.
I willed it to move along, please, my boat

Rapidly, go, intimidate
The souls of my ocean with your fierce forthcoming.
But as the vessel’s frail limbs strained, wheezed

Groaned, like rusted clockwork

I saw it could sail no longer.
I, a disappointment to myself,

Warned, observed, resigned.
I left, left the boat in isolation

To sink to the abysmal floor

Of my ocean, and
Today, I have already forgotten

The boat had ever set sail.
It was called motivation.



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