Re: Be a Better Writer--FREE VERSE
Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2014 10:01 pm
Now that I have finished my rant about free verse, I will post one of my very few efforts in this genre. I wrote it for a college freshman writing course. I was living in New York City and dating a man at the NY Maritime College (popularly known as Fort Schuyler). I'm not sure how I got an "A" in freshman writing, since I mostly dreamed my way through the course.
The Sailboat
You stand on deck and grip the rail—
You feel the sea gently rocking, rocking.
And then a gust of wind and you go faster, faster—
Feel the wind in your hair, salt spray hitting your cheek,
Hear the rush and roar of waves breaking on the shore.
And then…
An unfeeling passenger offers you his seat—
You are not rocked—but jolted.
Not a cool sea breeze you felt--but a draft.
The roar of waves was but a rumbling of wheels upon the tracks.
But wait—a gull is screaming somewhere in the distance…
Screeching brakes and you are coming to a stop.
You climb up on the dock—
But it is only a subway station.
Cinnamon Bear
The Sailboat
You stand on deck and grip the rail—
You feel the sea gently rocking, rocking.
And then a gust of wind and you go faster, faster—
Feel the wind in your hair, salt spray hitting your cheek,
Hear the rush and roar of waves breaking on the shore.
And then…
An unfeeling passenger offers you his seat—
You are not rocked—but jolted.
Not a cool sea breeze you felt--but a draft.
The roar of waves was but a rumbling of wheels upon the tracks.
But wait—a gull is screaming somewhere in the distance…
Screeching brakes and you are coming to a stop.
You climb up on the dock—
But it is only a subway station.
Cinnamon Bear