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Washed

January 30, 2019
By A-Riley BRONZE, Highland Village, Texas
A-Riley BRONZE, Highland Village, Texas
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One.

Lonely man in a vast ocean

Waft with salt.

Intense heat strokes the breast

Like a solarflare.

Praying for the singular cloud

To pass the sun.

 

Two.

No water.

No food.

Forced drink ocean water.

Don’t know what eat.

Storm coming.

What to do?

 

Three.

Rock, rock, rock.

Wave crash with shock.

Ocean not good drink.

Food? No.

Wonder when food.

Ate ear.

No know what do.

Hope.


The author's comments:

I wrote this piece to progress through the mind of a man stranded at sea with no food, water, or company. This poem represents loneliness and how desperate we are to find friends and acceptance.


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