Tag: sailing

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No Man Is An Island, But I Am No Man

Posted on by MissJSquared

She asked me why I insisted on existing as an island,
why I felt so frosty when she held me,
why I had to be born as the daughter of the lonely sea.
I could see her frustration,
see her point and her many objections to all the boundaries and barriers I had blessed between us.

No man is an island, but I am no man.

Maybe I’ll build her a ferry.
My lover, were you made for seafaring?
Shall I raise the Terror or the Titanic to carry you across my worrisome waters?
Or, could my love cause a collapse in myself?
Could my island cascade into the waves,
free for her to dive into?
I want you close.
Won’t you be my favourite tourist?

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Sunflowers and Cigarettes

Posted on by MissJSquared

Sunflowers sleep atop black curls,

surrounding my sweet face,

floral crown, shining in the sunlight that never seems to want to leave.

The charms of my bracelet jingle jangle on the boat’s cleat,

as I ache for the ocean,

just beyond my reach.

I hear God in the ocean’s howl,

and he is kinder to me, with his sweet words than I have ever been to myself.

I smoke cigarette after cigarette,

to keep my hands busy, and away from the alcohol that waits below deck,

spying on the sea and all her many children,

as they peek from behind their mother’s legs.

I am wearing an infamous white dress,

never earned.

I never learn,

but today, I want to be beautiful,

so beautiful that somebody would look at me,

love me,

love me like it was meant to last forever,

so here I stand,

an innocent, hopeful halter neck dress,

crown of flowers, blessed by the Sun,

and a veil of choking cigarette smoke,

as I sail away.