J Patrick Murphy

The Tempest

My vessel fair 'Duality' faces dark tempest'ous night.
As dreadful storm oppresses, she curses her dreadful plight!

The waves don't cease their violent spell 'pon my vessel's weary core.
As night goes on they 'ncrease their swell until my vessel is no more.

Waves cease their siege, rain slowly dies, my vessel's moment of reprieve,
But calm is such a ghastly lie, as eyes of storms deceive.

The later storms ev'n more oppress, my vessel fears the end.
But she continues nonetheless, berated by the wind.

After a long and tiresome night, dim light shines through cloudy skies,
It glist'ns 'pon a wondrous sight, as land 'comes her worthy prize.

Though many storms my vessel's faced, and though now she's safe at shore,
My vessel's built to ride the waves, and she shall suffer many more.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Edited: Thursday, January 30, 2014
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