Thursday, September 20, 2012

Friday 55-Adrift

FRIDAY 55

I charted a course,
set sail with hope.
The winds were with me
until the clouds gathered.
The storm blew.
Waves crashed,
 tossed me mercilessly.
I was blown off course.
When the sky cleared 
I found myself adrift,
no breeze to fill my sail.
I'll plot a new course
and paddle
 until the wind returns.





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28 comments:

  1. Brian Miller10:42 PM

    best thing to do...paddle on...the winds will find you again soon...some pretty cool wisdom for life in this one...

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  2. d. moll, l.ac.11:05 PM

    nice, paddle on :)

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  3. Margaret11:09 PM

    Sailboats are beautiful.. But I like a safe pontooon with a motor.

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  4. stephen Hayes12:49 AM

    We only think we're charting our course, but fate often has it's own plan.

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  5. Shadow3:38 AM

    sounds like life to me...

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  6. G-Man5:57 AM

    Thats the spirit!
    You might as well be pragmatic about it.
    Loved your allegorical 55 Trini
    Thanks for playing, and thanks for visiting and helping me out this week with commenting, I reall appreciate it.
    Have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  7. Craig7:38 AM

    Yeah, life is like that. A LOT. . .

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  8. izzy8:04 AM

    No matter what- on we go! great scene thanks!

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  9. Suldog8:33 AM

    Just keep in mind that the wind WILL always return :-)

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  10. Daryl9:34 AM

    Suldog said it better than i could (tho he did steal my thought)

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  11. Bubba9:53 AM

    Sometimes the best we can manage is patience. Nicely-crafted 55, Lime!

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  12. Craver Vii10:05 AM

    Something to ponder:

    In Ancient Greek, Pneuma (πνεύμα) is the word for "wind."

    The theological term "Pneumatology" is the study of the Holy Spirit.

    That might be comforting OR unsettling, but remember the Lord's promise "never to leave you or forsake you."

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  13. Craig10:58 AM

    ?? I KNOW I left a comment here. . . Did it somehow get sent to your spam?

    Good comment, Craver. That metaphorical 'wind' was what I had in mind, as well.

    Anyway, I loved this poem. Like Shadow said above, life is a lot like that. . .

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  14. Alice Audrey11:08 AM

    I think I'd just grab a fishing pole and kick back for a while.

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  15. Grace11:20 AM

    Yes, paddle and grab anything till you get to the shore ~ Lovely offering ~

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  16. Unknown12:48 PM

    So romantic yet practical. A wise 55! Mine is here
    Have you an AWESOME ROCKING WEEKEND!
    hugs
    shakira

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  17. Bodhirose1:02 PM

    Nice...best to just accept with peace what comes our way...sooner or later, things will change..

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  18. Kat1:52 PM

    Just keep paddling along. This too shall pass.

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  19. Craver Vii4:07 PM

    (hug)

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  20. Brian8:12 PM

    I would just drown if it were me.

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  21. Maude Lynn9:32 PM

    Oh, I like this! Excellent 55!

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  22. Dave3:39 AM

    Nice little poem and yacht photo Michelle - Dave

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  23. Hilary2:04 PM

    That, you shall. And like Suldog said. Tis true.

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  24. ~Dragonfly~*7:43 AM

    Wow! Absolutely beautiful.

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  25. ~Dragonfly~*7:43 AM

    Wow! Absolutely beautiful.

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  26. Secret Agent Woman9:28 PM

    Drifting is good, too. I've done my share of drifting lately. :-)

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  27. ~Dragonfly~*8:52 PM

    I really love this. Would you mind if I put it on one of my photos to frame and read daily?

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