Crooked Roots In Feeble Boats

by Ben Pickard   Oct 23, 2017


I like to think I won't be left behind too long,
Or that my crooked roots won't bore the patient ground.
When clouds from yonder north decide to dim the sun,
I hope each thunder clap will break without a sound.
I'm drinking more and more, of that there is no doubt;
Each passing eve seems so much darker than before...
But if this wine and me don't find some safe accord,
I'm bound to pass right through this thin and fragile floor.
For now, I fear I'm losing all my will to live -
What dreadful cost I'm asked to stay afloat!
I pray, don't damn me to the ocean's spiteful whims,
And cast me off alone on such a feeble boat.

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Ben Pickard 2017

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  • 3 weeks ago

    by stormingdance (Jessica)

    The imagery and ideas you convey never cease to amaze me! I am often pondering the inevitability of death; struggling to find meaning in today. Great write, thanks for sharing.

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you, Jessica. You are right: it is often hard to justify a point to it all.

      Take care

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Scott Cole

    Awesome again Ben!!!! Ole Mighty One

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Life is full of light and dark. Things never sit still and when we go through dark places where we feel we are drowning then addiction can raise a deceiving hand. It offers escape but instead magnifies the pain and makes everything so much less bearable.

    There is as Brenda said many lifeboats here for you if you ever need them and many souls around you sending you love and warmth.

    Your poetry says so much and is a beautiful thing.

    Milly x

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Milly, many thanks. Your warmth and your insight is never once taken for granted and is always noted.

  • 4 weeks ago

    by Em

    The only thought I had when reading this is I disagree with what doesn't kill us makes us stronger because sometimes said things turn us into weak beings that are seemingly afraid to even step foot outside thus would rather be dead maybe I'm just having a. Real pessimistic day so I apologise.. Fantastic rhyming and piece as ever

    Take care

  • 4 weeks ago

    by mossgirl19

    Ben, I know these are hard times and I know you are coping well, knowing what an open minded person you are.

    I love this piece, it has a different level of desparation or hopelessness that I believe any person feeling the same would really feel the power of this.

    • 4 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you, Mel. Tough times, but I'm okay.

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