About the Poem
I think relationships built solely or largely on physical pleasure are wrong. Not for any moralistic reason, but rather because it's too likely someone will get hurt. I'm sure I have a biased viewpoint (and will receive lots of email telling me so), but I believe men and women have different reactions to such seemingly casual affairs. Women can enjoy sex and companionship for their own sake. Men, sad to say, fall in love.
This poem is about one such relationship in my life.
Ships In The Night |
| by Ron Carnell |
| We were ships Passing in the night, Our bows briefly touching, Bringing us delight. Love was our Captain, Desire our Second Mate, But pain was off our port, And mutiny was our fate. We met, we touched, we loved, We said our last goodbye. Now my ocean's empty And I shall surely die. |
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5 Visitor Comments
Adalaide
simply beautiful poem with sad ending. nice!
hannah
how lovely but sad. i didn't realise men fell in love.
Jerry
It touched me, and I have written many thousands of poems, and have read seven times seven thousand more.
Bridgette
Ron. this one touched me deeply.
Boa
oi! that is so cute!
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