top of page

Ship Searching Sunlight (poetry)

  • Writer: Brent Wiseman
    Brent Wiseman
  • Nov 17, 2015
  • 1 min read

Written after the November 2015 Paris attacks. I'm really not much of a poet and I'm not a huge fan of this work, but I think it may have been the first time I sat down actually intending to write poetry - not music that ended up poetry instead. It was a poem completely composed for sake of catharsis.

The clouds are coming

The storm is breaching

The anger has me

The feeling - fleeting

I can’t bear to look

I don’t want to see

My greatest weakness

Is my empathy

The senseless killing

The meaningless death

It batters my hull

Finds my sails at rest

It’s moments like these

It is hard to feel

Every time I tried

My heart flashes keel

We all seek it out

We all do our best

‘What’s the point of life?’

The knowing, pointless

It’s moments like these

It is hard to think

My heart carries on

Its sad, solemn sink

To sail far away

To hide from it all

It is self-defense

Not antisocial

I am scared of you

I am scared of me

What lies within us?

In humanity?

Comments


 RECENT POSTS: 
 SEARCH BY TAGS: 
bottom of page