My Steady FriendA Poem by NFAI loathe your rancid voice You puke a putrid noise Out on the jetty’s end You stand confused, my steady friend; You who's quite provincial, A rather simple individual What a shame you force your barf With potential it drowns at sea Spitting bile as seagulls glide On gusts above towards paradise It’s time to wash your mouth Don’t pout that salty brine Responsibility stings Yet you blame a faceless shadow Oh, how shallow! Much unlike the sea It's gales do wail Its song though sails O'er the deep dark blue, calling you, Offering possibility © 2022 NFAFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on December 30, 2021 Last Updated on January 20, 2022 Tags: Ocean, Sea, Potential, Responsibility, Sailor, Sails, Possibility AuthorNFAAboutWorld Language Educator / Poet / Writer / Thinker / Loner Always looking for feedback and thoughts on my work. more..Writing
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