The Poetry Corner featuring Maria Panetta

Hello everyone!

Today, I’d like to welcome Maria Panetta to the Poetry Corner.

Buoy by M. M. M. Panetta 2011

How ill-prepared for some vessels plowing through my life
Carelessly dragging me under in the wake of their strife
This antiqued buoy is the anchor of my hold
I cling to her in desperate need for strength, when the worries get old
She supports my weight when I can’t do it alone
We churn in the icy water clinging to life knowing what lies ahead cannot be postponed
I grasped my faithful friend as the waves toss around
Our frigid nemesis will drown us without a sound
My senses long numb as the waves sting my face
The hard reality of truth has left its trace
I long for a reprieve; this has been much too long
Permanence is an illusion whose group is strong
Shivering I let go of my faithful friend
It gets harder each time to heal and mend
Thoughts of decisions and judgments race through my head
I assure myself “This time, I shall watch where I tread”
Sensing my exit my buoy pleads her case
She reminds me that only she has never left a trace
The buoy is lonely and calling me back
She dangles the chain to my soul
And lists all that I lack
Be brave, let go and descend into the watery abyss
Cold and unaided no one to hear the call of distress
No turning back now or I shall never be free
Fear is no friend once welcome; it will never let me be
My beating heart reminding me I’m alive
I since all danger but my will is to survive
Fighting against the current, I must be strong
I now search for a place I wish to belong
With determination, I hold my head high
The air is returning to my lungs as I wave goodbye
As I reach the shore, and I feel the sun
I rejoice as my breathing is labored, but my spirit has won

Wow! Fantastic poem! Thank you for sharing, Maria!

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About CP Bialois

Where do I begin? Well first I guess it's only fair to say that CP Bialois isn't my real name. It's a collaboration I made out of the three greatest pets anyone could ever want. My real name is Ed and I'm just an average person that has found a way to do what he loves. For as long back as I can remember I loved to pretend. Whether it was with my Transformers, GI Joe, or He-Man toys I loved to create intricate plots and have them fight it out. As a fan of horror, science fiction, action, and comedy I dare say my taste in movies are well rounded. Some of my favorites were Star Wars, Star Trek, martial arts, and anything with Swarzenegger in them. I'd write my own stories about the characters I saw in the theaters or TV or I'd just daydream about what I'd see myself as the hero of course. You can't have a daydream without beating the bad guys, getting the girl, etc. It's just not right to envision yourself as a flunky or sidekick. As far as books I loved Sherlock Holmes, Treasure Island, Dracula, and the normal assortment. My early love was the Star Trek novels, I'd read them or the Hardy Boys relentlessly. For a time I could tell you the plot of over a hundred books not to mention comics. I have to come clean and say that I learned to read because of comic books. I was bored, make that extremely bored when we started to read in school. Reading "the cat fell down" really didn't interest me. My dad, who continues to astound me with his insight to this day, figured comics would work. With that in mind he went to the newstand in town and bought issues of Donald Duck, Scrooge McDuck, Tales From the Crypt, and Spider-man. He patiently read through them with me until I picked it up. Whether it was him or the comics I learned to read in about two weeks and for a while few were as good as I was. For years after that whenever we'd go out he'd always spring for a couple of comic books for me. While it wasn't exactly the perfect beginning everything I've ever read or have seen has influenced me in some way and now is the time I'd like to share some of the ideas I've had over the years with all of you. I hope you enjoy my stories, they're always fun to write and I don't see myself stopping anytime soon.
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