Messages in bottles

Picked a tea

leaf from

the bush

(my tree

of knowledge)

turned it over

read its life line

found out

what it means

‘drink loose leaf

green tea

then you will know’

spoke

its wisdom

in green

pungent

warm

flavor

in this life

everybody wanted me to be

what they wanted me to be

I changed me

for all of them

my body pained

my soul cried out

I got used up

they are gone

what was left

was a fake me

a betrayer

I didn’t know

all that remains

is a gravestone

and empty

bottle

in a dream

(inside a dream it is
as real
as daily life
when you become old)

you float

to a beach

that washes up

messages

in many bottles

and you know

it doesn’t matter

which one you pick

to open

the inked papers inside will

each

say the same

words

and you finally know why

because it was you

who wrote them all

because years ago

wrapped

in a shroud

of moonlight

you rolled

a wheel barrel

full

of empty whiskey bottles

to the end of the pier

and began

writing messages

for each bottle

releasing them

one by one

into choppy

waters

below

the many messages

were for you to give

freely

not yearn

for nor anticipate

receiving

in years

ahead

 

 

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About Steven Humphreys

I live in sunny California with my beautiful wife, three wonderful cats and very handsome dog! I write a lot these days about different subjects I hope you will find interesting and informative. Thanks for your interest. Read more 'about me' on this site. Thanks for visiting!
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