Adrift


In my spare time I like to look at and enjoy the work of many great bloggers who are a part of this amazing community.  I was looking at the beautiful work of Alex Markovich, and found I was drawn to one image in particular that he named The Lonely Boat
On his site, Alex invites us to use his images if we wish, and so I decided to save this one with the thought “I may use that one day.”
Well exactly two days later my poetic ramblings started stirring and I found myself playing with an idea.  Once completed when I read the words back I realised that the poem could be read in two ways, each with a slightly different feel.
I believe the moodiness of Alex’s rich image gave rise to buried memories of a past long forgotten relationship, that needed an expression.
Thank you Alex for sharing this beautiful image and I hope that my work does yours justice 💚
I would love to hear your thoughts on which version you prefer.

Adrift #1

Your leaving is a piercing dart
Adrift within I grasp at mist
Pain hammers at my lonely heart
Unruly as a well oiled fist
I fail to fathom how to start
The deal you’ve dealt a nasty twist
If I had just been truly smart 
A blinded pawn in your love tryst
© Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2016-2018 – Expression #215 1.8.18 –cherylmarycoleman.com

Adrift #2

Your leaving is a piercing dart
Pain hammers at my lonely heart
I fail to fathom how to start
If I had just been truly smart 
Adrift within I grasp at mist
Unruly as a well oiled fist
The deal you’ve dealt a nasty twist
A blinded pawn in your love tryst
© Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2016-2018 – Expression #216 1.8.18 –cherylmarycoleman.com
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If you feel so inclined to leave a comment or feedback, I would be extremely grateful, and look forward to connecting with you, thank you

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