The Shallows of the Heart

Poetry 1 Minute
Photo by Joshua Sukoff on Unsplash

In the shallows of the heart swim armadas of doubts
Sails set proud against crimson storms, bows thrust forward

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With no stars by which to navigate, no silver moons
No lighthouse lights to steer though uncertain ways

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Here, where the ocean boils and maelstroms churn
Where sounds come in echoes, words dulled and undetailed

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Only the strongest sailors find ways to return, to pursue
To retrace unfamiliar caverns and caves

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To once again breach the clashing lips of indelicate speech
From which they first set sail

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For ventricular voyages come easily to some, too easily
Whereas explorers are always pre-doomed

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As uncertainties unravel and hesitation consumes
Whilst pursuing deeper words for Love

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Thank you for reading

Richard

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Published by Richard Ankers

Richard M. Ankers is the English author of The Eternals Series and Britannia Unleashed all published by Next Chapter. Richard feels privileged to have had stories and poetry published all over the world. He lives to write. A prolific writer, a constant source of clearing his mind, Richard has created this website to share just some of the many poems and prose he has written that would otherwise have fallen by the wayside. Reading and writing have always been Richard's main love along with the pursuit of keeping fit, running, walking, and anything that provides a spectacular view. Running in the rain with his headphones on whilst dreaming up some future storyline is just about perfect. It would be nicer still if that run was in Switzerland or Norway, but we can't have everything. Oh, and coffee, lots and lots of coffee.

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8 thoughts on “The Shallows of the Heart”

  2. I love the way in which you drew inspiration from the photograph, but the poem reads as though the photograph drew inspiration from it. Soothing rhyming scheme, as always!

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  4. WP has changed so much I had to log in to comment 😂😂😂
    I love the uncertainty of not knowing. Yet it’s the knowing inside ours hearts that always calls us home. 🤷🏼‍♀️Something like that.
    How are you my friend? We must catch up. I was thinking of your books tonight as I was taking red sunset photos. 🤗🤗

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