Lagoon Seeker

November 5, 2011
By abarron BRONZE, Hopkinton, Massachusetts
abarron BRONZE, Hopkinton, Massachusetts
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The boat slices through the water following a frozen night.
I lead by dependability; strong and protective.
Propelled forward by the churning beneath
Into the desolate haze.
Delicate silk spills over my edge, dripping
The pursuit of my precious cargo.

I wish to impress my Lady, rest easy my child,
The fluid is calm, even sturdier, my bow.
I borrow the eyes of my brothers
Elevated and vast is their spectrum.
But my eyes gaze, to discover the hidden,
My eyes alone cringe at the sunken limbs

I bear it to save you, Free Spirit,
Not a breath escapes my splinters.
Hope stretched to the finest silk thread;
Lingering light in the last moments of dusk.
Your perpetual prayer was just,
But useless to the kiss of death.

One flame remains, a cruel trick of my shifting breeze
To bid my delicate Lady false assurance.
I will never leave you, my Love.

When you crumble to pieces,
Never will I fail to reconstruct your heart
With the sturdy timber peeled from my flesh.

Stronger than steal, lighter than sea,
Ceaselessly afloat amidst your undying grief,
To cradle you when I can no longer bear your weight.

The author's comments:
This poem was originally based on the painting by John William Waterhouse called the "Lady of Shalott". I created an original story from the beautifully crafted picture, which I fell in love with when I saw it. My version of the work is written from the boats perspective, which I saw as one of the main attractions of the painting. I recommend looking up Waterhouse's painting after reading my poem.

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pattypoet said...
on Nov. 17 2011 at 11:18 am
I love how you write from the boat's perspective.


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