Waving.......

[CarolineFarr]

by Poet Stevie Smith

 

 

Nobody heard him, the dead man,

But still he lay moaning:

I was much further out than you thought

And not waving but drowning.

 

Poor chap, he always loved larking

And now he's dead

It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,

They said.

 

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always

(Still the dead one lay moaning)

I was much too far out all my life

And not waving but drowning.

[SpottiOtti]

I think you are a talented writer. Have you felt in the past that people do not believe you when you cry for help, that they think you are "larking"?

[CarolineFarr]

Oh hun, its not mine.

 

A poet called Stevie Smith.

 

I think it just reflects the masks we wear everyday.

[SpottiOtti]

Ah. When people post things in the "Suicide" forum, I assume they are crying for help regarding suicide. Perhaps the poem would have better been placed in the "Poetry and Prose" forum.

 

But I see that the poem has been moved? I could have sworn this was in the "Suicide" forum yesterday . . . ???

 

Anyway, I like the poem.

[CarolineFarr]

Clearly my cry was disregarded as just poetry