Mind Sail

Mind,

too long adrift

sets sails ready

  to meet the eye,

  close-hauled

   then tacking to

  the centre of the wind

 zigzagging, beating

  beating ever beating heart

 ever trimming

 to the final

goal

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Reviews

[Pax]

wow, a concrete poetry. i love the message of the poem and the shape too..

[Norma M Sutton]

Nice and the shape of the poem IS a sail.

[Robin]

I love sailing analogies ~

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. really ??? ... i didn't know ... that's why i think my mind doesn't work ... ahhhh ... this was much needed ...