Crosswind

This is a poem I wrote many years ago about relationships and longing to stay free.

Crosswind

Two ships at sea, you and me,
Independent, born to be free.
Not a couple, a pair called we,
But unique entities, he and she.

Looking at life through four different eyes,
Instead of making a compromise.
Afraid of binding, confining ties,
Without commitments, there are no why’s.

Cruising together for part of the day,
But fleeing alone, at dusk, we stray.
On separate shores, we bow to pray.
In solitude, our mainsails sway.

Plotting a course, divided in two,
We forge ahead, in search of a clue.
Spirits drifting, battered and blue.
Caught in a crosswind, me and you.

Reviews

[JayceeC]

Ahh, a very uniquely worded "ships in the night" theme. Love the classic feel of the structure and the tight patterns that give this a lyrical feel and sound. This is a piece that looks pretty and just as pretty sounding when you read it aloud. Great work even for an older piece.

[jeannemarie coulter]

i really liked this one...an excellent word tapestry...thank you

[Valentine]

Wordman asked me to read this and I am happy that he did. Very nice write. Valentine

[AaronFreitas]

This one is awesome Brenda... I really liked it :)

[wordman]

a beautiful write,two souls searching in the night