It came to pass, the fervid dream
that claimed the imagination and remained,
captured in a design of good intention.
The boat was built in time, did run,
the sly fish were caught and sold,
and river rolled and rambled to sea
with its insistent, munificent charms.
What an abundance of days
someone had at its bow, clearing
furious whorls and blinding depths
that cultivate coldest death.
A hail life or a middling one,
the Pipe Dream prevailed with
its steadfast ways, then perhaps
mistaken for more than it was,
a good dream made sturdy but
not undaunted, not untouched.
And the weather blew in surly,
the waters bucked and battered
and our stalwart boat was rushed, beaten
until it felt it might come undone.
Near to utter lost it was, yet not forgotten.
So the Pipe Dream II was crafted to
outlast a string of lifetimes
on that river, a place of welcome,
ceaseless toil and more laughter,
the result of great laboring and love.
But not all honest work is enough,
and plans are toppled by mere slips
and that dragon of a river takes
even the best, will toss over others.
So it stands the boat is a reminder:
there is no joy like a stubborn
dream taken in hand, with the
wind song in soul and whistling in ear,
river mixing a richness in one’s blood,
a man or a woman standing tall,
strong and proud at the helm.
But it will come to pass, they will be done
one day, will be sure and finally
done, while a good old boat
will endure as it can, will go on waiting.
(This boat is an old gilnetting boat, left on display as part of the history of Astoria, OR.)
7 thoughts on “Friday’s Passing Fancy: Poem/ A Flotsam Life”
Thanks, Derrick, to see it made me stop and think.
I have nominated you, for one lovely blogger award
Thank you for the kind thought but I do not accept awards–the value and joy is in the creating and the sharing!
That value and joy is appreciated by a reader. Although you might don’t need it.
My blog is about self discovery, since I was really lost in life. So I try to seek myself from my blog. Recently readers started to like what I have to share.
At your end it’s content, I don’t see any content at my end. But they love what they are getting. I accepted the reward, for their appreciation.
I hope I am pushing it with my words, just giving my point of view.
I was looking at your pictures, I like your propective of the pictures you took. You have a great eye for a photographer!
Have a nice day / evening.
life end here