Fight for Control

Angry seas launch my eggshell craft

Floating, but a second, before

Gravity’s tentacles tighten

Crash!  Into the trough


Green water overhead

Where air had been

Scared, I fight for control

To survive


My fragile vessel, scarred

From numerous storms

Victim of circumstance

Once again


Exhausted from the struggle

I finally learn that I cannot

Control Nature’s fury

But must weather


I trim the sails, hand on tiller

Adjust the course to surf

Not be buried

By the uncontrollable




Posted on October 11, 2014, in creative writing, poetry, soul, spirit, Uncategorized, writing and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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