I won’t survive this dark night’s lunar sea.
Waves crash against the fortress of my mind.
An endless ebb and flow of misery
Has seeped into the Labyrinth I designed.
No atlas, compass, sextant can give aid
In evil vaults where stars are scared to shine.
My tears and screams, once birthed, so quickly fade—
To drown with hope beyond the high-tide line.
I’ve raced before a tempest wind so long,
My hull is breached beyond my skill to caulk.
No dawn for me, I chase a siren’s song
To straits so dire that all but monsters balk.
On feathered wings of wax at last I see—
There is no abyss but the one in me.
Ryan Stone
Ryan, this is impressive in all its ways… Every line is so rich and so well written that it drips art in its perfection! Just to pick up some lines: “Whose waves define the tides inside my mind,” and “I’ve raced before the tempest wind so long”… This has quickly become one of my favourites of yours… Have a magic day!
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After feedback like that, how could I not! Thank you, Joci, I hope your day is wonderful, too 🙂
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🙂
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I love this Ryan so much ❤️
Every line so thought provoking, truly
Coming to the realization that the abyss lies within… Very nice my friend from Oz
Xx Paris
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Thank you! I enjoyed writing this one a lot. So happy you liked it, Paris 🙂
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Fantastic build up to the very last line. Very impressive command of the words. Love it! 💕
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You’re lovely! Thanks so much, Georgette 🙂
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Ohhhh, you’re killing me with the last line, but I feel you though. Great piece.
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Great stuff! Thanks for linking and for your comments 🙂
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Brilliant!!!
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Hey! Thanks so much 🙂
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Speechless.. Again
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Flattered.. Again 😉
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A thrilling sonnet. They have a soft spot in my heart and this one is by far one of my favorite structured poems of yours. What makes it unique is the edgy feeling of the abstract with which you blanketed each line.
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Thanks so much, Dajena! I love sonnets, too. I don’t usually have the patience to write in specific forms but felt this poem was crying out for it. Happy to hear it worked out ok 🙂
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Man, Ryan, that line was a killer!
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Haha – thanks so much, mate. Very cool!
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Cheers!
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