Lonely, Winter, Lake – poem by OTL

Ships in the dead, dreadful dead, of night.

It’s black, windy, rainy,

Black, cold,

Black

The waves,

Hear them churning, foaming, twisting,

Grey black and cold,

All moving about

Smothering,

Then retreating from the shore.

 

I see a light,

Then another.

It’s a ship,

Alone, very alone,

Way out on the lake,

Can just make it out,

Moving North.

 

Pushing with all it’s might, it’s force,

Struggling against the forces of violent nature,

wind and waves.

 

It’s so dark,

Black, cloudy,

No stars nor moon.

Sure makes for a lonely and alone feeling.

 

Slowly the ship inches along

Through the tumbling, churning Winter waters.

Sure is dark out there.

That can not be said enough – dark.

 

I know there is life out there

because I see those small points of light  – flickering in the cold.

Still looks – lonely,

All by itself – alone.

 

Captain and crew,

Trusting while floating on an unforgiving lake

Which has called many ships and men,

To its cold depths into death.

 

Just spots

Lights

Marking for this moment

Lives out there

Alone together

So small on a vast expanse

Of grey waters

And

Black.

Poem by OTL

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2 Comments on “Lonely, Winter, Lake – poem by OTL”

  1. it created a fabulous, magical painting in mind. very attractive!


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