Doldrums

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In the old days of sailing the high seas, sailors would often find themselves in a calm so deep that the seas looked like glass. These still and calm days were known as Doldrums and were feared by all on the sea.

Doldrums

We started with the whispering,
Screaming winds of passion
Billowing our sails

Salt spray stinging lips
Chapped from constant caress
Of flesh and pleasure's bite

Our compass never ceasing
It's rotation as we sailed
The seas of our bliss

Creating our own winds
Through the fury of our lovemaking...
Pleasure's Breath

But what has happened my love?
Why are the sails hanging limp
upon our mast now?

Why are we drifting upon
The waves of a desolate, deserted
Marriage, my love?

 Have you dropped anchor?
Can our passion no longer fill
The sails of our lives?

What is this stillness;
These doldrums of our souls?
Where are we?

Help me, my love...
To kindle a breeze that will
Carry us away

Into another sunset...
Another sunrise on horizon
colored in love...



Marcus Lewis
7/08/2009




















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jimmymc600 commented on Doldrums

08-24-2009

Marcus, you did more with sailing than I ever did with golf. Beautiful poem, expressive, wanting, caring, seeking, sharing, passion, it's got it all!

Lolee commented on Doldrums

07-28-2009

We must trust in the Lord to lead us. Sometimes it's in places we would rather not be, and this is when we wait on him. He says having done all, then to stand. Just wait... the soft winds of love will whip up a refreshing breeze to sustain! This was beautiful....always a ten.

UnworthyFather

07/28/2009

Thank you, Lolee. Your insight and kind words mean so much. Marcus

nightsky commented on Doldrums

07-28-2009

This is so beautiful, so tender...I imagine the couple lying together on the deck of the boat, his arms around her from behnd.

UnworthyFather

07/28/2009

Thank you, Nightsky. That is just as I pictured them when I wrote this. Marcus

tenderpoison commented on Doldrums

07-23-2009

sounds like you two need a romantic get-away..alone! NO KIDS! make it happen Dad...great metaphor and wonderful phrasing as usual...I loved it. 10

UnworthyFather

07/23/2009

Thank you very much, Tender. We have something in the works...lol. Thanks for your support and kind words. Marcus

ginga commented on Doldrums

07-19-2009

A metaphorical lullaby I believe you have written here and it persuades the one you're with in a very sensual way. Lovely 3 lined stanzas about the sea. The fact that you reveal the ailing relationship in such a tender way gives the reader hope that all will be mended. Very heartfelt. 10 Ginga

UnworthyFather

07/19/2009

Thank you very much, Ginga. You have such deep insight that I am left in awe. Thank you, ma'am.

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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