OceanA Poem by JRCast adrift in a fog sea with no land in sight no cry of the gulls their gray shapes humped against the sky my raft is leaking, soon the water will swallow me I know I must swim but… where? there is no delineation between ocean and shore and I see the dark fins cutting waves, scenting the wind for my flesh throwing their hips back, and forth I know I must swim but… where? I have cast out my notes in whiskey bottles but no one reads them, or responds there are no voices within this cold white world but my own still deeper this raft sinks, oh the waves will eat me whole, gulp my bones into the deep I know I must swim but… where? © 2020 JR |
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Added on January 13, 2020 Last Updated on January 13, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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