STANDOFF is a book of poems that I will be publishing soon. This poem is one of them: BARE. I simply decided that I would post this one for the time being. I hold the copyright on this.
Flesh laid back,
Raw, no cover to protect
From salt thrown upon there where the whip struck
Beneath the layer thin and thick
Atop with matted hair that hides
Emotions deep run and amid course shall stall
As the owner fails to know the path laid out
Laid out, but not in common diagram of visual plane
Leaving the direction needles spinning mindless there
Nor can one tell or master the storms drifting path
Should path be there hiding beneath a lacquer veneer while
The stronger weather yet to come as emotions gather
As they gather well before the bow that dips deep
So very deep, and then sliding down the hill so steep
Deep down, deep down, falling into the trough beneath emotions towers
Towers without sight of top, nor bottom have
Crashing then they upon decks wet awash with memories tossed
As the pilot fights to stay the line invisible before them
And fails to see the coming of the loss of light
As clouds of thought weigh down the saddened soul
While deck and hold covers fail to stop the rushing waters in
The ship stalls, shudders, shatters from within, rolls, and sinks beneath a wall of tears.
10/3/2016 Copyright GORDON KUHN ass rights reserved.