The Drowned Man

Perhaps, because she felt that she would
Sink beneath the waves again, she flailed,
And her arms strangled me. I'd come to
Try to save her life, and, in those final moments,
In the twilight, as I gazed and gasped, I told
Her what she meant to me. A dinghy came,
And rescued her. I sank, as she had feared
She'd do, and my lungs filled water, and I died.
I wonder if she searches from the shore for
Glimpses of the body of the man who loved
Her more than he did his own life. It rocks
Among the waves somewhere, a black spot
Underneath the moon, slowly being taken
Out to sea.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-04-26 at 01:50

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