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Sun and Shadow

As I look from the isle, o'er its billows of green,
To the billows of foam-crested blue,
Yon bark, that afar in the distance is seen,
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  • David L. Hatton (3/13/2014 3:42:00 PM)

    The tests and tasks of life are tough; we get through them best by a determined focus to meet the challenges, not to greet the spectators.

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  • Eva Golden (3/13/2014 12:49:00 PM)

    Makes me think of a dreamer, always imagining different scenes but always looking from the shore.

  • Jennifer Chalk (3/13/2012 4:29:00 PM)

    This is my dream of our reality, perfect!

  • Like A Boss (3/13/2012 12:51:00 PM)

    Can't understand it!

  • Carlos Echeverria (3/13/2012 10:57:00 AM)

    The wave-like shape and rhythm of the lines coincide with the movements of a ship at sea.

  • Carlos Echeverria (3/13/2012 10:49:00 AM)

    The wave-like rhythm and shape of the lines coincide with the movement of a ship at sea.

  • Kevin Straw (3/13/2011 12:05:00 PM)

    The level of this poem is equivalent to the painting of a Sunday painter.

  • Joseph Poewhit (3/13/2010 11:56:00 PM)

    Poem brings home the glory of the era, of wooden sail ships. [ wooden ships and iron men ]

  • Robert Edwards (3/13/2010 1:58:00 PM)

    i like your use of words and the format of the poem
    but too much was goin on
    and i didnt get the message

  • Michael Pruchnicki (3/13/2010 1:51:00 PM)

    You can stand on the shore and admire the scene, the speaker says, as though it were an oil painting hanging before you on the wall! There she sails through the buffeting waves, a tall ship majestic in its glory, the sun-sparkled waves dancing! But imagine yourself piloting that ship, the speaker cautions, and your viewpoint is bound to include all the hidden dangers that lurk beneath that choppy sea. Then you are not aware of spectators and you don't care about what the ship looks like to the one who merely stands and observes. You must be alert and earnest in your duty to pilot the vessel through thick and thin.

    Life is like that, the speaker intimates, the best laid plans must be executed with due diligence. Those who merely gaze on the sight, beautiful or rousing though it be, cannot know the reality of life's challenges!

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