We all live in a yellow submarine.
Aeons of war and shipwreck
have left our bones scattered
across ocean floors the way
a reckless child strews sticks.
We rise from the tangle of spars
and masts, reassemble ourselves
like tinker toys, don skin and clothes,
revisit the world of men just
long enough for a drink, a toss
with a fair maid, then return to the
rectitude of the sea, where there
are only two rules: revere your
brother's soul commited to the deep
and never rise faster than your bubbles.
Song of the Drowned
-
- Posts: 2688
- Joined: 03 Jun 2016, 21:03
Re: Song of the Drowned
Wonderful...what an unusual poem and approach....
Re: Song of the Drowned
Best part of poem is the last line. I can’t help but think of Pirates of the Caribbean.
-
- Posts: 1619
- Joined: 01 Jun 2008, 09:17
Re: Song of the Drowned
Thank you guys. This just popped into my head