“The tragedy of
life is in what dies inside a man while he lives - the death of genuine
feeling, the death of inspired response, the awareness that makes it possible
to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.” - Norman Cousins
Poetry Jam this week adopts the theme of “Dream”. Participants are encouraged to: “Write a new poem connected with dream.” Here is my contribution:
Shipwreck
I loaded all my dreams
On a sea-faring ship
That sails the seven seas.
I stowed all my dreams
- My dreams that cannot swim -
On that long-awaited ship
Knowing from the beginning
That the ship would founder.
And yet, I piled all my dreams
On that proud, tall ship
And with my own two hands
Parted the sea so that my ship
Would sink and my dreams would drown.
If my ship’s cargo still shows
Through shallow waters
I shall keep on crying
Till my tears will make the oceans overflow
Covering up my shipwreck in a deep watery grave.
I loaded all my hopes
All my dreams and my illusions
On that ship that has been sunk...
Poetry Jam this week adopts the theme of “Dream”. Participants are encouraged to: “Write a new poem connected with dream.” Here is my contribution:
Shipwreck
I loaded all my dreams
On a sea-faring ship
That sails the seven seas.
I stowed all my dreams
- My dreams that cannot swim -
On that long-awaited ship
Knowing from the beginning
That the ship would founder.
And yet, I piled all my dreams
On that proud, tall ship
And with my own two hands
Parted the sea so that my ship
Would sink and my dreams would drown.
If my ship’s cargo still shows
Through shallow waters
I shall keep on crying
Till my tears will make the oceans overflow
Covering up my shipwreck in a deep watery grave.
I loaded all my hopes
All my dreams and my illusions
On that ship that has been sunk...