At Sea

Rudderless and without sails I'm adrift- mind wanders free upon an endless sea of sadness abounding in storm debris Was that a ragged fragment of my life that floated by? Taunting tease, just out of reach too torn to identify Leaning back, I close my eyes and count this journey's great cost child, fortune, family somehow, all but hope was lost From my mast, where sails would be that golden thread dangles yet billowing fierce with each gust tangling into a net It seems to multiply there growing thicker, stronger still I watch it weave a new sail as it fortifies my will Braver now, I stand at helm and face this fathomless fear charting a bold new course through confusion, anger, and tears I've heard it said that anger is just sadness in disguise and scouting my horizon I believe this true (and wise) For the tempest that destroyed both my ship and confidence wasn't tragedy or fate but old sorrow grown immense!

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Line Gauthier

Date: 7/22/2019 6:06:00 AM

Well penned, Rhona. Congrats!

Rhona Mcferran
Date: 7/22/2019 3:59:00 PM

Thank you so much, my friend! ;)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/14/2019 8:46:00 AM

My pleasure. This one deserves another read. Do drop by, there might be something to your liking. Blessings on this beautiful day.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 7/9/2019 4:32:00 PM

Wow, I'm amazed; great metaphorically; very well-penned.

Rhona Mcferran
Date: 7/10/2019 1:40:00 PM

Thank you, I'm honored! ;))

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/7/2019 5:08:00 PM

wow, such a profound poem, Rhona. I really like this and the ending is superlative!

Rhona Mcferran
Date: 7/9/2019 1:09:00 AM

Thank you, my friend!! ;)

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 7/6/2019 4:59:00 AM

I love the way you describe sadness and anger; and they are so intertwined, there is no way to separate them. The biggest difference is that sadness is allowed in society, and anger is not. "Was that a ragged fragment of my life that floated by?" Loved this part the best my soul sister!

Rhona Mcferran
Date: 7/6/2019 11:06:00 PM

Aaaww, thank you so much! I learned the whole "anger is sadness disguised" concept from you! ;)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/5/2019 9:54:00 AM

You do sadness justice with this piece. In today’s world people don’t allow others to live with and feel their sadness. That’s why writing is so important. We can let emotions be released. Also others know they are not alone in their darkness.

Rhona Mcferran
Date: 7/5/2019 3:05:00 PM

Absolutely! Writing is one of the best therapies, and these forums are such a wonderful way to share... Thanks for the encouragement! ;)

Quoth Theraven

Date: 7/4/2019 4:59:00 PM

Rhona, This is so nice a lesson for us all: "I've heard it said that anger is just sadness in disguise and scouting my horizon I believe this true (and wise)". Well said indeed. -Richard

Rhona Mcferran
Date: 7/4/2019 8:33:00 PM

Thank you for the lovely compliment! ;)

Arturo Michael

Date: 7/4/2019 3:39:00 PM

Enjoyed it all...Well expressed...

Rhona Mcferran
Date: 7/4/2019 8:28:00 PM

Thank you so much!! ;)