Hurricane

"Ever feel like your in real trouble?"

A hurricane named loneliness, that's plotting out its path
Searching for a victim, of nature's random wrath

Is headed for a ship, for a soul that's lost
Seeking safety in a harbour, broken by the cost

The sailor is exhausted, more with every wave
Transformed by the ocean, into its unwilling slave

The craft is slowly sinking, the sails in need of mending
Taking on a list, and the mast itself is bending

You represent the port dear friend, you've helped provide the light
You have given solace, a beacon in the night

You've helped repair the vessel, and its occupant for when
It's ready for the sea, and the sailor sails again

Author's Note

I wrote this for a dear friend

Reviews

[Forgotten Soldier]

I like the scheme of ryhming and whatever used in here. I think your friend would've loved such a dedication to this horrible natural disaster. I feel that for every bad thing that's happened in military or mankind haistory, there's something natural that smooths it out and puts people on their feet. I think that it's a rather powerful poem and is excelent.

[cat13]

An amazing poem.

[Peggy Gildon]

Wonderful write, I love the metaphor. Beautiful...