About Sharks, Whales, and Love
How does one survive the jaws of a shark
With its teeth many, jagged, and sharp?
When screams are strangled in a crimson flood,
What will save the soul drained of its blood?
Twisted and mangled, vicious to kill,
Who can fight this predator's will?
Neath the darkness of the infinite ocean,
How does one live past the spiraling motion...
Of death dances in a watery Hell?
Who knows the answers; who will tell?
Not I, for I am but the spirit of one who lost
I paid the price; I paid the cost.
To swim in the sea of life is to face death,
One takes a chance to lose one's breath.
From under the depths of fathoms deep
Comes the creature carrying potions of sleep
Never to waken from nightmarish scenes.
Never again to love, to live, to dream.
All hope is submerged and heavy with care
Sitting on the bottom drowning there.
What is left are the sounds of tomorrow
As echoes of whales ring dirges of sorrow
Lonely is the song of lovers in pain
When one is taken while the other remains.
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2008-08-05 at 20:48
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