#anchor poems on Hello Poetry

Scott F Hemingway Jun 2016

August

A season
revise her
that ponders
welcome with
a winning
salute to
vamp her
dress then
tell monologues
that absorb
deeply in
themselves to
what it
will take
to be
a better
anchor woman

A season ending flip the switch

#summer #woman #season #anchor #tv

Spenser Bennett Jun 2016

To be the Anchor

I have expanded through one million dimensions and still I remain flat.
Paper walls surrender my paper heart to the words that erase themselves with age.

If there is meaning I find it meaningless unless you got it right in one guess.
Can you feel blood in my lost chest as it circulates? Maybe that's a mistake.

Do dead men tell no tales or maybe they spin them lacking air to rattle through ragged dead lungs still pink yet misunderstood? Dust that settles behind twinkling stars lets me down above this silent neighborhood.

I think we all grow up to be pirates, Y'know the kind that the Pan hates?
Betraying our childhood dreams and aspirations for backgreens and exasperations.

If this ship is sinking I want to be the anchor, watch it all crash down in slow motion, while it buries me at the bottom of your endless ocean.
Tick, tick, tick. The clock have ceased their tocks.

Cover to cover I think I have found another darling. Can this tale continue to spin while the world above changes page by page?

Exploring stories that stand up to the test of time. Peter Pan has always been a fascinating idea to me. Thank you for reading!

#be #the #to #anchor #peter #pan

Louise Ruen Jun 2016

Search of Freedom

In search of freedom.
I jumped
Only to become an anchor,
Opening my mouth only leads to drowning

#freedom #drowning #anchor

Siddhartha Shankar Bose May 2016

That drowning feeling

Every time your eyes
shore up on my face,
looking to anchor
or maybe just steer away,
I choke on
Flooding emotions
And drown
in a wretched hope.

#ShortStory

#eyes #hope #anchor #drown

md-writer Apr 2016

Anchor

Fire and fear and falling shadows,
a promise broken and shattered dreams -
the tides break in with rolling billows
and my heart of sand is tossed ashore...

But I will stand once more,
For she is my anchor in the storm.

Kiss my brow and soothe my worries,
take my hand and cast your spell.
Let the demons you have driven from me
cast themselves back into hell;

for you are my anchor in the storm.

When the darkness grows within
you shine your light into my soul:
where the laughing failure whispers
and the future looks so dull.
When I cannot see the morning
and it seems I've lost the fight,
your hand is on my shoulder,
speaking wisdom in the night.

No words can sketch the likeness
and no picture show the form,
but if there's one thing I can say,
it's
You're the anchor in my storm.

To my love. You know who you are.

#love #storm #anchor #holdmetight

The Emerald Outcast Feb 2016

The Approaching Wave

"It's time to let go!"*
But I don't want to leave
The comfort of three years of familiarity
Or the chance that, maybe,
Things will go perfectly right

If I lose anchor
I may never find another land
To keep me grounded the way this one did
Yes, even as a sailor
I am terrified of isolation
And the certainty that no one will come out
To save me in the middle of the sea

There's a spoken song called "The Approaching Curve" by Rise Against (a special girl introduced this to me), and I think this site would appreciate it because it's poetic...

#love #fear #sea #anchor

AndSoOn Nov 2015

Feeble Anchor

In hard times, I used to forget myself ;
Caring became my escape from reality.
They weren't here for me, so I became their remedy,
The anchor, the one thing I wanted for oneself.

Now that hard times are finally behind me,
They don't need the anchor anymore.
Too content, I'm not what they look for
Maybe because I'm not available like I used to be...

And I still wet my eyes for manipulative people
Because I grieve my so-called friends and the old me.
I accept, again, that I've been used by somebody.
My heart aches, again, ashamed of having been feeble.

#friends #sad #lonely #weak #me #grief #anchor #grieving

Michael Murphy Nov 2015

The Perfect Anchor

A perfect Anchor will hug you on calm seas as you travel and explore.
When the winds blow and the sea pitches, the same
Anchor will dig in and hold you steady!
It is always in the background, it is strong and understands its role!

#anchor

Natasha George Oct 2015

Lost at sea.

-

Extract from a song I wrote.

#lost #me #hopeless #sea #save #anchor #anguish #wreckage #peril

Aditi Kumar Sep 2015

Driftwood.

I'm running away.
I look back.
You're standing right there.

Speechless.
Emotionless.
Tear less.

But I can still see your sorrow.
I can feel it.
I can breathe it.
I can't stop it.

I'm still running away,
And I can't quite remember why.
I floated away,
Like a wooden boat on a rough sea.
Floating, anchor less.

Wave your arms toward me, baby,
Don't speak, don't scream.
Just beckon to me.

You know that you are the fire that lights my sun.
You know that you are the wind that burns my face red.
You know that you are the water that flows through me when I feel dry.

So call to me,
Like the shore calls the tide to wash away the gritty sand.
Call to me,
Like the moon brings the waves to her lips and kisses them goodbye.
Call to me,
Like the slim beam of light calls for the safe passage of the wooden boat.

Call to me, baby,
Because you'll bring me back to shore.

When I love, it will be as endless, playful and full of life as the ocean.

#love #moon #goodbye #ocean #sea #anchor #boat #driftwood