Year 1
Launching our boat
On the lake of life.
Two eager shipmates
Going wherever the gentle breeze
Takes us
Too caught in each other’s arms and eyes
To see where we are
Or care
Where we are heading.
Year 10
Rowing furiously,
Back to back.
Focused
On opposite shores
Trying desperately to free ourselves
From the other’s grip.
Year 25
Now we sit
Side by side,
Synchronised strokes
In our battered boat.
Basking in the warmth
Of unchallenging
Companionship
As we enjoy the view
Of the journey we’ve shared.
Hi Sallie, I like how you put this together...a true view of how marriage can unfold. For some the boat sinks and they swim to opposite shores..........wonderful write! All the best, Diane
Sallie I love it. So typical of many a union with the first throes of discovery of one another without a care where it may be heading to the endurance of speed bumps and finally the sweet companionship....10
A beautiful job is done. Very nice composition.10 for it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice work here, Sallie...Lots of vivid imagework & well released verve... Mellifluous structural work...Rock Solid Crafting, indeed! FjR