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Shipwrecked

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Poetry where are you?
Poetry today now you have to listen
Without you all I do is yammer
I'm stuck Nature's fool

A duck walked by Now a pheasant
Outside the window is cocking his head
The gorse is bright yellow
Rosehips are red the sky blue

Poetry it isn't fair that you left me
Surrounded by so much beauty
That draws me out of myself
But I don't need beauty I need you

I walked yesterday and couldn't find you
I was picking blackberries from the trail
Reaching way in for the ripe ones
I almost fell into the tangle of briars

You were the berry I couldn't reach
I came to a family on the trail
They were just heading out
When I was hurrying home

Because the sky was darkening
And the wind was moving
In the tops of the trees
The color of the ocean had changed

From deep blue to gray
And all I could think of was Don't breathe
When you walk past that sneezing girl
You were in the spirit of that family

That reified my fear
And then I passed the rusty hulk
Of the shipwreck at Lobster Cove
The DT Sheridan A tug

That was blown against the rocks in 1948
When it was towing two barges
The captain ordered his crew to abandon ship
And they cut the barges loose

Only the metal hull remains
The first time we visited Monhegan
I marveled at the scale and mass of its carcass
Since then I have avoided it

Even with my eyes because it felt unlucky
Like staring at an unburied corpse
And to me poor poet
Cursed with metaphoric vision

It evokes the hubris
Of the human race
Poetry you would have warned me
Not to write about this wreck

Which drags me down
Hollowed and abandoned
In my shipwrecked humanness
Poetry where are you?

 

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Gary Lindorff is a poet, writer, blogger  and author of several books, the latest: 13 Seeds: Health, Karma and Initiation. Over the last few years he has begun calling himself an activist poet, channeling his activism through poetic (more...)
 

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