Robert Eckstein

Love Is The Rode - Poem by Robert Eckstein

Stock, shank, and fluke,
You have me anchored in reality.
Love is the rode and it is infinitely strong.

My masthead light sways as I yaw.
I swing at anchor, rising, falling with the tide.
I am secure, the rode is strong.

I will not drag,
Nor ever can drift free.
The scope is right, the rode is strong.

The bottom has both rocks and weeds,
But the flukes are set and cannot fail.
Love is the rode and it is infinitely strong.

Topic(s) of this poem: boat, love, safety, shelter

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 14, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 14, 2016

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