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Dock of the Bay
by Patrice Lauren

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Sitting by the water brings melancholy. One side is water, the other land, and I sit in the middle, confused and drawn to each--hearing Otis Redding croon a song of lonliness.

Have you seen the boats,
the sailboats,
moored to the docks,
held back by their ropes and anchors
like gold chains glittering alight of gaudy decoration,
with usage showing more practical purpose?

The waves are beating harsh this day
awash against the concrete steps of the bay,
lapping at my bare feet.
Man-made concrete I ground myself in.
The waves pulsate awry,
wind blowing raw and harsh with words of warning to my presence
against all further intrusion.

The waves become my tears
full of fears
of now,
and tomorrow.

I sit by the dock of the bay,
listening to a song in my head
that won't go away, like the lonely wail
of the southest gale. . .
wailing in my head.

That empty echo of lonliness.

*Grateful acknowledgements to Otis Redding, 1968.

Sittin' On the Dock of the Bay (original lyrics)

Sitting in the morning sun
I'll be sitting when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in
And I watch 'em roll away again

Sitting on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
I'm just sitting on the dock of the bay
Wasting time

I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the 'Frisco bay
'Cause I had nothin to live for
And look like nothing's gonna come my way

So I'm just...

Look like nothing's gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I'll remain the same

Sittin here resting my bones
And this loneliness won't leave me alone
It's two thousand miles I roamed
Just to make this dock my home
Now, I'm just... (Whistle)

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Reviewed by Cynth'ya 4/6/2006
Sis Patrice: You sure did a kind and thoughtful honor in poetics writing from the heart of rhythms by the late great Otis Redding's song.

cynth'ya lewis reed
Reviewed by Chuckie Finn 9/18/2004
Residing next to the beach, there are a hundred docks in the marinas nearby and indeed, there is quite a numbered menagerie of people as well as the sea birds who sit on the docks and keep them company. *smile*

A lovely creative poem and a great song!

Best Wishes,
Reviewed by Ashraf Goreja (Reader) 9/22/2003
A nice poem.Very well written.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) 4/26/2003
Well done !!!
Reviewed by Regina Pounds 4/26/2003

One of my favorite songs, as well, but I have yet to reach my dock of the bay.

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) 4/26/2003
This was always one of my favorite songs to listen too and your poem is exceptional too.
Reviewed by Erica Ivory 4/26/2003
I sit at that dock quite often.. NOW you have the song running through my head .. Will be there all day.. LOL.. This was beautiful!

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