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Adrift on a Lonely Sea

Updated on December 13, 2016
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I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia with my hubby, Martin and cat Sid.

She’d cast him adrift,

on a lonely sea.

Alone and so blue,

like a drowning man,

thrown into the sea.

He’d thought love had come his way,

trusting everything she’d say.

Then it turned about

and all she told were lies.

As cold and cruel,

as fickle she could be,

until his anger,

turned to sorrow.

No matter what she’d done,

his heart was another thing,

it was beating to a different drum.

Oh, she’d begged to stay,

begged that now she’d change.

He was no longer a believer,

pulling slivers out of his heart,

one by one.

As the door on love closed,

in his nightmares he’d see,

himself adrift upon a lonely sea.

Alone with long nights ahead,

no longer believing,

what any woman said.

A heart so full of sorrow,

that he might as well have been,

a castaway on a desert island,

far from the world

and far away from love.

His eyes no longer bright,

but his heart was slowly mending.

With the door to love closed,

he could now start to think.

Words of love,

were only words,

like so many petals,

blown by the wind.

It took plenty of kisses

and special looks,

to make him a believer in love,

if that special someone,

came along.

For now he would just float,

upon his lonely sea,

seeking the peace he needed,

until a true love,

came his way.

© 2016 Gypsy Rose Lee

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    • whonunuwho profile image

      whonunuwho 3 months ago from United States

      A very poignant poem and full of great emotion. Well done my friend. whonu

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      Bill Holland 3 months ago from Olympia, WA

      This kind of goes back to your poetry roots....and I've always loved your poetry. Well done, my friend.

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      Eric Dierker 3 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      I really liked this. It is well done. But I admit I kind of liked it because there but for the grace go I -- today.

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      Cynthia B Turner 3 months ago from Georgia

      "...pulling slivers from his heart..." A very visual verse, so representative of a heart full of hurt. Excellently written. Take care.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 3 months ago from Southern Illinois

      This was so visual, a man with a broken heart adrift on the sea. Beautiful Rasma....

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      FlourishAnyway 3 months ago from USA

      Broken trust can sink a heart for good. It's sad that people do this to one another. Beautiful emotional pained poem.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Whonu.

      Thank you Bill.

      Thank you Eric.

      Thank you Cyndi.

      Thank you Ruby.

      Thank you FlourishAnyway.

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      Shauna L Bowling 3 months ago from Central Florida

      At least he's keeping himself afloat. Never let a broken heart sink your soul. He'll find love and it'll be the one that's meant to be.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 3 months ago from Southern Illinois

      When I read this I didn't take the time to listen to Johnny. Perfect for this heartbroken poem....

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you Shauna.

      Thank you Ruby. Johnny Cash is always great for inspiration.

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