Thurman P. Woodfork


IWVPA Double Tap Award for War Poetry: May 15, 2004
Awarded: May 15, 2004
I set sail proudly on this sea of life
Now I awake with a shock to find
There, between me and the rest of the world,
The barrier reefs of my mind.

So, here I am, full of longing
Gazing out at the beckoning seas
Aching to depart, my very soul on fire…
But I’m locked in a prison that is me.

When did I arrive in this harbor?
Why did the reefs slowly form?
At first I was buoyed by their presence;
They protected me from the storms.

Now, as I drift slowly backwards
Till my keel gently grounds on the sands,
I fear I will remain here forever,
Marooned on these sheltered strands.

The sails have all been lowered
And the waves idly lap at my hull,
While a tear slowly wells and spills over
for a life grown barren and dull.

Author’s Note: For all those bunker-bound souls

Thurman P. Woodfork: Safe Harbor