Roger Marshall

Castaway - Poem by Roger Marshall

He sits silently by the window, on his own
Looking out with resignation towards the sun
And bathing in a powerful undertow of light.
Though his body’s harnessed, yet his soul takes flight
To where two gulls appear to re-enact
The tale of starry-eyed Icarus and his dad.
Behind him rocking chairs sway gently to and fro
And mugs of tea are clasped in shaking hands
While a clock on the wall has let its time run slow
And monotone yet gaudy dreams are flickering wild
before a room of staring eyes and sleeping minds.
Before him stretch adventures, long craved but never had,
The sea, salt air and tall sails filling out -
A now futile, mocking even, “invitation au voyage”.

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  • (2/9/2005 9:32:00 AM)

    This is a very nice read. I assume you mean 'window, ' not 'widow.' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 9, 2005

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 9, 2005

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