Od To Neruda Poem by O.S. Brooks

Heave and row
Steady your will
Against tremulous waves
Watch sound migrate past the billowing deep
Upward
You still see hope
Dead, the calm fish wade the water
Sank, the vessel that carried our crew
Prowling, under ocean preditors await our distress
Flares into the night sky
Disrupt the stars
Busy waves knock
Forward
A sign on the horizon
Adrenaline
Rush toward a shore line
Salty, the sea welcomes us
Dry, the sun stains the sand white
And we are stranded
Together
The couple and the boat