Kevin East

Rookie - 6 Points (22 April 1954 / Amersham bucks)

Drifting Out To Sea. - Poem by Kevin East

I breathe
Through my memories
Or I would die.
I run through constant streams
Of tears,
And I
Still wait for Spring.
And things she truly meant
To sing.
But it's getting late.
And I'm drifting out to sea.
I read letters
To myself
Etched in my rhyme.
I gather dust
On the shelf
An unwanted toy.
I call
'I love you' to a shadow
In silent scream of mime.
As her beauty is still cradling my joy
On distant shore,
Where
Love took me from my knees
To the floor.
So I crawl
Down alleyways of darkness.
With a candle
Hopefully.
But my paradise
Is on a slow boat.
Drifting out to sea.


Comments about Drifting Out To Sea. by Kevin East

  • Poetheart Morgan (1/28/2013 1:39:00 PM)


    Loved so much this poem. But i haven't a way to express in words.Just pulled my silver string. TFS Poet. (Report) Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (1/28/2013 7:27:00 AM)


    Love took me from my knees to the floor. I like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 28, 2013



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