Out Of Control Comments

I wrote it soon after my wife died in October. We both liked boats and most of the time being married to her was like being on a luxury yacht on calm seas. But with her no longer at the helm, after the initial shock, I felt rudderless. You are a boating person, if I recall, so you will understand the feelings. The red sail refers to a Mirror Dinghy I once owned.

I feel this poem deep in my skin I feel it's heart wrenchin ache Thank you Tom full marks

Has many waves. Your expression of grief is so sad but I hope it helps you and maybe others. Such beautiful writing.

whims of ruthless tides.

Very enjoyable. I especially liked these lines: Beyond my sure control. I am alone below a sallow sky, Propelled to no purpose Upon an endless sea. and these: And the deep horizon fades As I am bound upon The whims of ruthless tides.