Starsailor (Wayfaring Stranger)

Starsailor (Wayfaring Stranger)

A Poem by Lonesome Traveler

The stars haunt the night,

Your soul shoots the breeze.

We could grasp them,

But should we try?

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Starsailor, or just wayfaring stranger?

Ambeguity inked into the eyes

Colours sketch, but your tears paint.

The canvas of a broken dawn.

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We roll on through the night;

A brave new world, or crippled tomorrow?

We swim the tide of uncertainty,

But there's no leaving now.

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The stars haunt the night,

Your soul shoots the breeze.

I ask what I dread to know,

Starsailor, or just wayfaring stranger?

© 2013 Lonesome Traveler


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Added on January 28, 2013
Last Updated on January 28, 2013
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Lonesome Traveler
Lonesome Traveler

United Kingdom



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Young, British and naive going on cynical. Searching for the right path, and all that mother jazz. " Pass the parcel, sometimes that's all you can do. Take it, feel it, and pass it on. Not for me, .. more..

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