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Becalmed
by Ken HarnischSteady as she goes
My passions are in fallow
My desires writ only on the wind
And on the heart
And neither tells a tale
I wrote no poems of this voyage
It is enough to endure it
Without a record of its
Weary passage through this
Ruin I often call a life
Sometimes, you spark me
To wonder if such could be
As was, and if such that was
Was meant to be. I shake my head
At the preposterousness of it all
But in the logbook of my heart
I note the longitude and latitude
And the calmness of the sea
And note how, floating in the heavens,
Your lovely star still shines 11/19/2004 Posted on 11/19/2004
Copyright © 2025 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 11/20/04 at 12:15 AM exquisite and poignant. |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 11/22/04 at 07:13 PM I think that perhaps I have either listened to or read this before, or was it just a dream on a spring night that touched more than one? Funny isn't it how poetry seems to touch the spirit of people who are so far away, yet so close? I think that is one of the things I love most about it. Your poetry has always had the ability to span time and space and touch people, nice to see you posting again. |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 11/30/04 at 04:07 AM I love the ending, Ken.. how lovely and romantic! Theres a sadness in this poem but an optimism in it too :) Another great write by a great poet! |
| Posted by Paganini Jones on 03/20/05 at 01:17 AM Interesting pairing - this one with rowboats upon the sea. Deffinately belong together as part of a tryptych |
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