Isle of despairA Poem by Dream Weaver
Marooned on this island of
desolation and despair, a message in a bottle tossed into the sea salty air. Hunger and lonliness blister my sundried lips, my mind creates mirages of passing ships. Ahoy there matey can you rescue me, am I doomed to this island for eternity. My skin like leather and me bones do ache have mercy on my soul for heavens sake. Mutinous scum has made it clear, commandeered my vessel and left me here. shiver me timbers may my ghost haunt their dreams aboard my ship I hope to hear their screams! © 2010 Dream WeaverReviews
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