Today’s Member Monday features a pair of poems written by Larry Solberg. Larry read them at the last Read Around.
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The Voice of a Parent
(Who has Lost a Child)
Upon the Sea of Life
I carried a soul in its tiny boat
To the shores of the Sea of Life.
The spirit sailed its growing bark
On The Waters both light and dark.
With energy it would float
O’er that Lake with meaning rife
Until it could make its mark
Upon the Waters of Strife.
And ever as I watched The Lake
To see the way the soul would take
I heard a note with meaning rife
(A message that cut like a knife.)
The wind above The Waters wrote.
I’ll review the life that soul bore
Whose raft to the dock draws near.
T’will sail The Sea of Life no more.
I hold its essence most dear.
In my mind is now forever locked
The voyage of that ship now docked.
I’ll review the journey that boat took,
And see the soul’s shining look.
My soul will hold that soul most dear.
I Would a Sailor Poet Be
A sea of sound engulfed me
Just the Other day
It most carried me away
For I would a sailor poet be,
An endless sound to my sea.
And for freight a thought or two.
Misty thoughts for which I’d expound
Words would shower off my tongue,
A deluge for expectant ears.
All the while those memes would
Swim in that endless pond
While waiting proud masses to respond.