by Twisted Heart   May 22, 2006

I am but a limb, shaken and broken.
Torn away from the tree of life
thrown into a sea of confusion.
I've weathered storms of uncertainty
and came to rest upon the shores of deprivation.
My body, stripped of life and purpose.
My soul, the only linkage of a heart's desire.
I hear the wind's sweet song.
It comes in chorus of a rhapsody,
rising up from the bowels of the night.
In my heart of hearts I cry.
A life that was full of flesh,
now a skeleton of brittle bones.
As the tide reaches out and strikes me
I plead for just one thing:

"Cast me not into the sea from which I came
Nor shelf me for others to look upon
But leave my soul upon this beach to breath".
and let my body die with dignity.


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  • 10 years ago

    by Serina the Squid

    Beautiful, a strong message.

  • 11 years ago

    by Midnight Sun

    Comment #6:
    You know as I read this poem I couldn't help but to think of how this relates to humans as well. It was very well penned. Keep it up! :)
    ~Midnight Sun

  • 11 years ago

    by ~yOu EnVy Me ~

    I love the ending 5/5 great

  • 12 years ago

    by shobhana kumar

    Wow, Jeannie! the wonders you do with words! The way you've described life akin to driftwood is subtle, yet so overpowering that it hits you hard and real!

    great job!

    good luck and peace

  • 12 years ago


    I adore poems like this where life is given to an inadamate (sp?) object. It always makes for an awesome read.
    You convey this perfectly, each emotion and thought...well done!
    Love ya~Holly