I am the Shipwrecked Man

I am the shipwrecked man,

Lost, exhausted, buried in sand.

Fields of turquoise all mine eyes can see.

A million baby blues all smiling at me.

Lost, exhausted, buried in sand,

I plead with the tide, "This is all that I am!"

A million baby blues smiling at me,

Mocking, hissing, spitting with glee.

I plead with the tide, "This is all that I am!

A Seadog, A Pirate, I am simply a man!"

Mocking, hissing, spitting with glee,

My cruel mistress whispers nothing to me.

I release myself, rise from my knees.

Fields of turquoise all mine eyes can see.

She waves goodbye when water meets land.

I am the shipwrecked man.

My attempt at a pantoum poem