Harsh reality smacks
like a slap
of cold wind.
Sometimes I’m a tough
sailor, at the helm,
navigating the rough
Other times, I go within
and sit with this
bleeding heart.
I listen to it’s beat.
It’s then my spirit
on how to play
my part.


Thinking about hard times and ways to deal with it.

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Barb Clarke
quasi 6 anni

Thanks, glad you liked the poem.

Robert L. Martin
quasi 6 anni

This poem is nice. I love poems about the sea and romantic sailors

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