Disconnected from civilization,
From others I feel a castration,
Hidden amongst the reeds,
Of the marsh I do cherish,
In a world that was of my own creation…
Floating beyond the horizon,
Only blue sky & sea surrounding me,
My boat so small amongst the rolling waves,
Does of all my senses enliven…
Great experience as long as one is not "lost at sea." I recall a few summer afternoons after I could no longer swim, when I balanced myself on a small inner tube and floated around the lake with the sun baking me and remaining half in the cool water, sometimes touching reeds and weeds as I paddled near the shore or out to the island. Not a care in the world, with only the water and sky.
As far as metaphorically speaking goes, "We all have to float our own boat!" ;-)
Nekid huh? That is a great way to spend time on a metaphoric sandbar.
If in fact it was, Ah but the peace of aloneness is good. The only p\real problem is having to come back to reality.
Walt
Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)
Reviewed on June 21, 2015
It is always great to spend time alone, help to get things into perspective.
I have rowed a boat alone on lakes. There certainly is a "feeling" like nothing else when you're hidden in the reeds and on a sand bar. Oh, you are bringing back wonderful thoughts. Thank you!
I appear to have spent much of my life alone in a 'metaphoric' boat. It's not all bad. Okay, there are times when other people are required but, on the whole, it makes for a less complicated life.
I really like this.
Rx
Ah! In your nakedness don't we all wish to be secluded on a imagined desert isles
In our own nakedness roaming our small yet own peace of the pie
Peace be with you
I understand your discontent, Ed, and your desire what you used to have, but n'er have now, and perhaps never will have again. I have the same sort of desires, although not the sea and the marsh. No, my thoughts wander to what I have done in my life and would love to do them over again
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Regis
As far as metaphorically speaking goes, "We all have to float our own boat!" ;-)
Ron
If in fact it was, Ah but the peace of aloneness is good. The only p\real problem is having to come back to reality.
Walt
Always,
Deborah
Love ya!
Jane
I really like this.
Rx
In our own nakedness roaming our small yet own peace of the pie
Peace be with you
William